I get it.”She nodded and picked up her fork again. “Good. And you need to get out of this funk you’re in. It is getting old.”“What are you t...lking about?”She set her fork down again, and then leaned towards me. “Do you remember last year, when we were in the Bahamas, and you told me that you would protect Charlie and me - the exact words were that you would do whatever it would take to keep us safe. Remember that? Remember when you told me that? You asked me if I could handle it, and I said I. I've been playing this event over and over in my head nearly every day and there are still some things I'm trying to figure out about it. I have a lot of questions. Did she ever give a prostate massage before? The confidence in her technique implied familiarity. Did the urologist suggest prostate massage as a potential solution and, if so, was it really implied that she should do it or rather that I should be attempting it in the privacy of my own home? She approached this in a very clinical. So far,we have auctioned exotic animals. And we've auctioned beautiful, virgingirls. But lot number nineteen is both rolled into one package. Lotnumber nineteen is the infamous, original, cat-girl hybrid."It went quiet for a moment."Now that you've had a good look at her, can we start the bidding at?20,000"A light above one of the mirrors, saying ?20,000.Another lit up, saying ?40,000.Another. ?80,000.?200,000.All of a sudden, ?2,000,000.Two million pounds? For me? Who were these people?"Bidder. I didn't have a clue what to do. I was a small town girl that was on the first plane trip by myself, let alone an international flight." I knew my only option was to call the steward and make a scene, but the plane was full and they couldn't move me. I decided my best option was to pretend to be asleep. After all, he was not a threat, his wife was right there, and I was going to get off the flight soon and never see him again. It seemed like the right choice ... at the time." My lack of.