"Anywhere between eighteen and twenty-five. Can't be younger than eighteen. Not legal in the States, you know." He gave me a knowing look. "Of course,...there's always the, er, more mature women, if you'd prefer." More mature?"He spread his arms wide. "You know, larger."I shuddered. "No thanks. I prefer 'em slim." Takes all sorts, you know." Tell me." Mike Jones, our financial controller was married to a lady about twice his size and seemed deliriously happy. A little bit of sense began to creep. "Oh, Mom," she said, "Thank you. I am so happy! My dreamis finally coming true!" "I know, baby," said Mom, kissing her daughter on the cheek and patting herback comfortingly, "I'll miss you, but I know how hard you've worked for this." Shepulled back, and the two looked at each other. "Oh, Trish. Remember that Ilove you, and I am so very proud of you. You've always been a blessing to me,and now you will be a blessing for WPI's client as well." "I love you too, Mom," said Trish, "I wish I could. She had a paper due for psych on Wednesday."Eleni," her mom called out. "It's 4:00--you'd better dress for dinner."Dress for dinner? She must have a date."How formal exactly is this?" she asked, emerging from her bedroom."Oh, it's not formal not formal at all! I just want you to look your best!" OK, mama. Who is he?"Her mother blushed deeply."It's a surprise," she reminded her in a tone like she was twelve.Eleni shook her head at her mother's silliness."Fine, if that's the way you want it.. It was then that a faint voice could be heard "Agneta. Agneta, dear, let down your hair" The voice was kind, but also had confidence behind it, it was her Mother now the plan was sprung into motion and let her mother into the tower."ah, Agneta" her mother said, a little out of breath, 'I might seem ungrateful if I choose the wrong words ... ' she had to walk on egg-shells for her plan to work. Her mother was smiling at her, but her smile started to falter when she saw the looked in her.