A jerk, I guess. We took a lot of pictures of us goofing around the last couple of weekends. They might take those and use them to show that he's the ...ypical entitled aristocrat. You know?"Rita found herself nodding. She could only imagine the sorts of pictures or videos a group of teenagers might take in hotel rooms."What paper is it?" she asked."The World, I think," Regan said."The World Times," Rita corrected absently. "Well, let me see if I can head this off."Regan blinked."Seriously?" she. Apparently unconcerned whether anybody might be using it, he opened the door and showed her in.To their right was a row of urinals which he ushered her past and then there were three cubicles facing them. On the left was the open door of a normal lavatory. 40In the center was a closed door marked private which Clyde now opened. There was no WC inside. In fact there was nothing in there at all. Clyde pointed to the right hand wall where there was a life size painting of a naked woman on her. That sabotage you mentioned. Is that why my memory seems corrupted? And why my personality does not seem to correspond to my function?" Yes, well..." The doctor folded one arm behind his crooked back and stroked his mustache with the other hand. "You have no memory because, unlike the other Mistresses, you were created for the sole purpose of defeating Buster Girl. So, you were only to be released as a countermeasure to her appearance. As for your personality, I made some slight. All of them had a flowery pattern onthem. Flowers suited Rhea. She also picked four plain tops to go withthe skirts. The plain tops she picked out offset the intricatelypatterned skirts.With the shop door bolted tight, it was time for a fashion show. Rheastrutted out in an Embroidered Mesh Floral Skirt and a white top. Racheladvised adding more hip to her walk. She tried but found it hard toshake the man out of her walk. It blatantly underlined the fact thatdemure Rahul had a long way to go.