Frank scratched at the back of his neck nervously as Gwen said, "Don'tworry about it. Just be you."Frank smiled at her as the camera came back on them... Gwen heard hercue and read the next story before Frank spoke again. Frank read hislines without issue, but was careful to not say anything that did notappear on his teleprompter.The broadcast came to an end, and Regina came over to Frank and askedwith a smirk, "Since when do you say cute?"Gwen answered for him, "Since today. I think it's the. It's time for another celebration. I won't make you sit between Lois and Britt." He chuckled.Mitch grinned, "No, that's not as tempting as it was a couple of days ago. However, they're still lovely ladies and I care deeply for both of them."We've said that Britt and Chad are a powerful team. I am holding hands with solid proof of that." Dora had released us and grabbed Mitch's hand again. Mom was crying standing next to Britt. Britt had an arm around each of us. I had an arm around her. It was. He collected images. Images of women of course, all sorts of images – paintings, photographs, books, statuettes – you name it. When I first met him I didn’t know anything about that of course, like most of my clients he heard about me through a friend or business associate and after a brief chat on the phone we arranged to meet for dinner at one of my preferred hotels. We ate, talked, went up to the room he’d booked and had sex – perfectly straightforward sex, nothing strange or kinky. He was. "What's wrong?" Elliot was shocked by her story."What you have lived through, the way you have been treated, how youhave had to make a living... and what did I do? I threw you in the tankto be molested by lowlifes and then I beat you." Elliot was stillwhimpering."I can't believe the sacrifices you made for the sake of your brother."He shook his head in disbelief."Look Elliot. I chose the life I live. I could have run away fromMargaret and Ray-Ray. It's not like I'm not used to being.