There are references to other art in the story. The mentions of the nudist camp "The Pines" and its patrons appear with permission from author Nick Sc...pio. Writer KMB allowed me to include a nod to his "Harem" series (which takes place in a separate but connected universe from my own celebrity fanfiction). I give my thanks to these great artists for letting me plug their writings. I also credit Greg Weisman, John Kovalic and the creators of all the other works mentioned in the text. I don't own. McConnell seem to have done the same thing in their house. Even Francesca will admit that she's happier now than she ever was where she moved from, and I see it in her most of the time we're together. I've even felt that same comfort around Mr. Hamstead when he confronted me about some things that happened between Fancy and me. He accepted both of us for exactly who we are, for what we'd done, and for how we feel about each other. A guy would have to be a complete asshole to screw that up. So. " Are you free to play golf this morning? My treat." I'm not in a great mood but maybe that will get my mind off things."We agreed to meet at the club at ten. I called the club and asked if they had a tee time open around ten-thirty. They had an open slot at eleven-oh-eight. I took it and hung up.I walked into the bathroom where Tamara was finishing her make up. I told her about Steve and she took it like I knew she would. I told her I invited him to play golf and he accepted.She finished up. They'd been gone a long time, and he wondered what they had been up to out there in the dunes. He'd bet a thousand dollars they'd been screwing each other. Which meant that Miss Cathy wasn't so straight as she liked to pretend. He smiled at the thought. If the nirvana look on her face was any indication, she had certainly enjoyed whatever she and Jen had been doing.Anyway-how long could she stay angry with him? She had hot blood and by tomorrow or the next day that blood would be boiling in her.