“Does she look like you?” Dad just had to ask.“Apart from the basic anatomy I would have to say no”, the Girl answered trying to hide a grin. ...he handed Dad a photo.Dad immediately recognized her. The Dame. A local celebrity. He had a meeting with her the day after tomorrow; she needed a pension plan badly. She was in her late 50’s. She had money like grass. She used to be a model, but that was clearly a few decades ago. She had spent a substantial amount on plastic and beauty treatments, but. "I'll be glad to," Jeremy responded. "See you then," Steve said as heturned around and went back into the apartment.Jeremy turned around to and opened the door. He pushed the box insideand got the keys out of the lock and closed the door behind him. He putthe keys on the counter and pushed the box with his feet to the countertoo. Although it was only Thursday afternoon, he felt so tired that hefelt that he could sleep until Monday. He decided to go to have a showerbefore going to bed. As he. Thomas felt magnanimous however, seeing how Mahoney had alerted him to the Dey of Algiers’s enmity. Before long, Mahoney spoke about that too.“Your friend, the Dey, is not a happy man. Worse, his Janissaries are enraged. Too many of them perished in that An-Nasr fiasco and more were captured. His hold on them is getting weak.”“Is that a good thing?” Thomas asked.“Maybe, maybe not. His military strength is weakened, but also his control over the soldiery. His rivals in Tunis and Tripoli may. Quickly she dropped her bra into the same basket and this was just as quickly followed by her skirt and her panties. Now standing naked and alone; a spine tingling chill ran down her back as she wondered just how she had managed to get herself into this, all alone in a strange house and in this particular situation and whether or not she really had the courage to do exactly as she was told.She now turned her attention to the items on the table and the first item she picked up was a bright red.