“ok Lisa, as he opened my door he said you’re drunk and I cant let you drive. I’m not supposed to do this, but I will drive you to your room”....I stumbled and staggered as I walked to the police car and got in the front seat. The cop got in my car and moved it to the parking lot of a closed convenience store and as he walked back to the police car he was carrying my purse and my keys. My skirt had ridden up again as I sat there beside him and he began to lecture me on the dangers of driving. So he snapped his fingers for a waitress and the place got real quiet. REAL quiet. I cleared my throat and said, "Baby back ribs - a slab apiece. And beer - lots of beer."Well, they found us a table right next to the kitchen door. The Candidate started to put up a fuss, and I adlibbed and said "This is the most prized table in the place, your highness. Down here, the closer to the kitchen and the food, the more important the person." Well, he seemed to buy it anyway. I liked it because the. It was a miserable day outsideand I'd spent my "allowance" for the week, so I'd been pottering aroundthe house aimlessly until I saw the IKEA box propped up against thebedroom wall. Now pieces of wood were strewn around my feet and I'd growntired of trying to make sense of the instruction booklet. Who writesthose things anyway?Realising that I only had fifteen minutes before Fran got back from thehairdresser's I decided to stuff as much of the pieces back into the boxas I could, and then placed. " No, he stole my handbag," Julia protested."We do this all the time," Carla explained, "We rescue tourists and working girls, look either you play the game, pretend that you are with us and pay our rescue fee, or you will spend at least a night in the cells and maybe get a six month prison sentence." No, that can't be," Julia shook visibly with emotion."It will be fine," Giorgio explained, "Wear the collar which shows you are ours and we pay the bribe and you pay us back, five hundred dollar.