”“I know that. It’s like you said. I bring them up here. We run them around for a couple of days or a week. They wear themselves out playing in ...he woods. And we go laughing all the way to the bank.”Suzy spoke up, “How much? And there had better be a comma in that number.”“Well, I was thinking a grand, plus I handle all the grub.”“Let’s try 5,” I said.“Come on, Matt, that’s too high. How about 1500 hundred?”I had watched John’s eyes and knew he was still low balling me. “How about. That almost caused him to cry again, but he held it in, merely nodding at the receptionist’s words. He handed over his bank card, paid his deposit and handed over some ID. He barely listened as the receptionist quickly explained about breakfast, lunch, dinner etc. His attention was recaptured by the receptionist saying, "...and the maids come in between 9 and 11. I'll err, ask the maid on your floor to visit your room last sir." John was grateful for her forbearance; she clearly realised he. "Good. Poor Tony," Sue Ellen sighed. "Fleur's parents are only in town until the end of the week. Tony's grounded, and his father is determined to enforce it. I think that situation is about to explode; not a Sam Reese type explosion, but more like a Jennifer-type explosion. My dad told Tony that if he wanted, he could stay at our place. Kind of like Jennifer and you guys."I wasn't sure that would work, but it might give Tony a chance to work something out with his father. There sure were a lot. ." You two... you are a couple?" The bartender asks."Yep!" I say, tossing my hair back and leaning forward just likeSarah. A smug grin creeps across my face when it becomes immediatelyapparent that the bartender is just as interested in my cleavage as heis with Sarah's."Nikki," Sarah says privately to me, "What are you doing?" Getting to know the locals?" I reply, earning a frown from my lover,who pays for our drinks and drags me back to our table."You- you were flirting!" Sarah says.