Maureen seems to have several meanings, and I don't reallylike any of them, but it's more of a name for its own sake."I looked you up. Pete - the roc.... Jake - supplanter. Sorry, nooffense. Caroline - beautiful lady. Laine - well, you live on a lane.I know, I was hoping for more from that."Even when looking insulted, Laine was gentle toward her."Elaine means light," Quiz added hastily."You could just make Quiz official," Caroline pointed out. "You'dalready chosen it before." Maybe," Quiz. We rang the bell and waited for someone to answer, it was all feeling remarkably normal as we stood there. That is until a middle aged man wearing nothing but a cape and a mask opened the door and invited us inside. We paid our money and were shown inside to a small ‘living room’ with seats around the outside, a small bar on one side and a cage hanging in the middle of the room. There were a few couples in the room but all still dressed and just chatting, however we were relieved to see that. I was going to have sex with men after something else with bids being placed for my body. Although it was prostitution it was not common. It was going to be expensive. Was I to be given a percentage of the takings I wondered or would all that go to my three elderly benefactors who were totally in charge of my life?The limo drove past the imposing front door of a large two storey Olde English styled home with mansard roof that could have doubled as a hunting lodge of a duke and went around to. He smiled at Deborah, and motioned her inside. A blast of music hit her in the face so fiercely, she almost recoiled backward. Inside, there must have been close to 200 people, either dancing, shooting pool, or milling around the bar chattering with one another.She scanned the room, looking for Terry. She surmised that she would never find her in this crowd. Every table was occupied,and the dancefloor was packed with bodies gyrating together to the beat of the music coming from the DJ's.