He removed the small pair of binoculars he kept hidden beneath the mattress and trained them into her apartment. Even on the best nights, he would onl... get a quick look at her.The first thing he noticed through his spyglasses was that she had moved her dresser. The large mirror on top of it was now almost in line with the window."Shit." Jimmy muttered under his breath. "Why'd she have to move the damn dresser?"Previously, the dresser had been on the far wall and Maria had to step in front of. The important thing was that those folks enjoyed much the same kind of excitement that the hunters at the Ranch paid so much for — though the setting was an oversized gym in a grimy mining town, not hills and forests and a handsomely appointed hotel.Sam Marx, who owned the arena and who had known Loopy since he was an extremely delinquent juvenile, was at first reluctant to participate. He had never been to the Ranch, though he had heard rumors about it. He was doubtful about dealing with a lot. Whitman. She's actually in Puerto Rico right now." Yes, yes, yes. Well, I have much to do and you girls need to get in wardrobe." Mrs. Whitman, exactly what are we doing today? This set looks kinda weird," Natasha said."Well, it's a fantasy theme like those paperback books from the 70's that had the girls in danger on the covers. You know, where a girl is chained while a Conan-type battles to save her. Except, there is no Conan today. You two are going to be fighting each other."Emi spoke. She quickly stepped into the tub and sat down as close to Steve as she could get. She picked his arm up, scooted under it, and then placed it over her shoulder as Kate gave a subdued chuckle. Ashley them leaned her head against Steve's chest with her breasts against his abdomen and sighed."Okay," began Detective Hart. "This interview is being recorded. I want each of you to tell me what happened and I'll ask questions once you've finished your narrative. I understand that Miss Summers' sister.