A white-haired woman opened the door to the banquet room and dragged a cleaning cart in. She was dressed in the rude coveralls and cheap shoes of the ...ndentured servant."This banquet room is closed--please leave," the red-haired slave-bodyguard told the indentured servant. When the cleaning lady said in Spanish that she didn't speak English, the slave-bodyguard repeated the order in Spanish.On stage Hank began a dress rehearsal of his presentation with a "Good morning ladies and gentlemen. I am. "She'sobviously not as advanced as we had thought." I said you could change out of that dress. I didn't say you could putyour boy's clothes back on, did I?" sneered Jennifer. "Now do youunderstand, or do you continue to accumulate demerits?" Peter nearlybroke out sobbing, but he got the message."Yes, Jennifer, I understand," he whispered."Great," smiled Jennifer. "You're going to be our little sister Prissy,and act as a six year old girl until we've decided that you've advancedenough to grow up. The way he tasted, the softness of his lips, and how his body feltagainst hers, made her long to kiss him all the time. The fact that shecould only do it infrequently, at stolen intervals made the kissesbetter and worse at the same time. Breaking momentarily from theirconnection, she vented to him."I can't stand him anymore Dan. I need to leave him. I need to divorcehim. I want to be with you all the time. I mean it is night and daybetween the excitement I feel with you and the agony that life. Behind us, beyond the other chalets, the peaks of the Aiguilles towered over us.As the light faded and the drinks kept flowing, I became more and more acutely aware that I was sat in a hot tub with four gorgeous, mostly-naked French women. Admittedly, two of them were the mother and sister of the woman I was interested in, but still! Occasionally, I would get a glance of bare breast as one of them reached out to grab something from the side of the tub.It was not long before the sun finally set..