"I turned to Sally."I made an error of pride in not listening to you, Sally. Please forgive me."I waited.Nicole spoke first, after first glancing at S...lly, who nodded."Lawrence, what works with some will not work with all. You need to see Sally and me as different. You need to see us for who and what we are. For myself, I do not wish to be a mistress and have authority over someone." I find that hard to believe, Nicole. You were the CEO of a successful company. You made decisions and controlled. They had artist renderings of what was planned tacked to the walls. Cindy explained it to my family.“The idea is to give everything an overall Tuscan-inspired feel with three main goals: a home to accommodate David’s extended family, a place to relax, and finally, a place to entertain.”I zoned out a bit as I took in what I was seeing.“ ... and the tennis court...”“What tennis court?” I asked.“I forgot; that was supposed to be a surprise,” Cindy said.I remembered her asking if anything was. It was essentially bulletproof. Nobody was going to ambush my little girl in her own room. Now it was time to wait. ****************** Seshawn Brown was pissed off! That damn hooker, Jody, was causing him way too much trouble. If she got away with it the other girls might start thinking about the wrong things. He had to find her and make an example of her. If the other girls were forced to watch him slowly kill Jody that should keep them from even thinking about leaving his profitable business.. Well, not inferior, exactly, but more willing to cede control of a situation to the taller person. "You look so handsome in that body. What happened? Did you get tired of being Audrey?" Oh, Audrey was all right," Margaret said with a wink. "But that was more of a nighttime look, don't you think? Sort of a private, bedroom-only kind of look. Not at all suitable for going out in public."I had poured myself a coffee and was just adding the cream when she said this-and her comment took me so much.