It was only a short drive, and if they could borrow Lance for 15 minutes they would pay double the price of the bill. The manager refused the payment,...but quickly volunteered Lance’s services. “Lance, these ladies need a ride back to their place. They’ve had a couple too many to drink, and their car is dead, so give them a lift. Be back as quick as you can. We can cover for you for a little while” said Rick the manager all the while knowing sex was brewing in their minds.Lance’s car was not. ‘Regan!’ Her eyes darted up to his and they had a perfect moment of understanding. She was not going to die, and if she did, he’d die trying to save her. Regan quit blowing on the wood at her feet and began to struggle against the ropes on her hands. Cien rushed forward, jumping on to the pyre narrowly jumping past the growing flames. He pulled his dagger and sliced through the bonds easily enough. Regan sagged against him, and he readily caught her weight. Lifting her easily, he coughed on. You are perfectly correct ... Now, why do you think I should prevent the trustee from investing your funds in any manner that he deems prudent?" 'Cause it's not what my dad said. He wrote me that he set it up to invest in the S&P and in U.S. Bonds and in Overseas companies. He said it was going to be in an account at Fidelity, which from their ads on TV is a discount broker. I think Mr. Fellsmore is going to put it into a smaller broker, who I don't even know who it is." You say he wrote it to. S. If you do let me come over I will take that ass of yours this time. I know that we did try it and you found it painful but I will take it slowly next time and get some lubricant. Believe me, you will enjoy it.” For a few minutes there was just silence between them. Claire sat there holding the letter and Danny just stood staring into space. The letter spoke of the intimacy between them; the intimacy between his wife and another man; the intimacy between lovers. Claire broke the silence.