License pulled as fast as a Nazi bomb falling on London.Before Cliff left, Molly thanked him and said, "Come back soon, honey. You really should try E...a. She's new from Minsk. I think you'll like her." Thanks for the suggestion and the lunch, Molly."Cliff left the Birdhouse at four and was back at his office before five. By the looks of Ditzy's coat hanging on the rack, she was still there but not at her desk. The sounds from his inner office seemed to suggest she wasn't alone in there. The. .. well to be frankó"Oh, excuse me Franco. How silly of me. To be completely honest, we almost never go to a restaurant, even in Whitefish, that's the town where our hospice is, well,... we have never been to such a nice restaurant as yours, and we had no idea..."I mean. I wanted to invite Sister Berniceó"Did I mention that I'm Sister Sara and this," indicating her co- conspirator, who sat somber faced, staring hopefully at the other nun's cowled face. "This is Sister Bernice.. *The dinner was similar to several others. Chris brought a couple of bottles of wine from some great little winery that Amanda had never heard of. He spoke respectfully, while his eyes occasionally roamed over her lustfully. They made small talk, ate and polished off the wine.But it was different from all the other dinners. The small talk was a little stilted. Amanda was very much aware of the flimsy lace under her little black dress every time she moved. Chris seemed less discreet with his. About half of the men in attendance left after this show was over.Most of the women were simple ordinary looking and a bit starved from lack of proper nutrition. However, two of the women were very good looking and had broad hips which made them attractive as breeding stock. It looked like one of these women was going to be offered first, and the other would be offered last.Mistress took an interest in the first woman and bid one aureus. Of course, she did not expect to have this as the winning.