The room wasfilled with a boisterous crowd, divided into small clusters, sometalking and others watching a baseball game between Miami and Chicago.The...room was clean, in a public bathroom kind of way. It contained adozen large booths, two pool tables, a dart board and fifteen fourperson tables. Two of which had chess boards set up, waiting forcontestants.They closed the front door and were greeted by an employee. A 'woman'with dramatic makeup and prom hair, she wore a vinyl dominatrix. The male yelped with a sound which was part pain part pleasure, and then the maid picked a pair of panties from the floor which had no doubt been carelessly dropped by the male from the basket."What have I told you about keeping my floors tidy? Now you get that basket down to the laundry room. Remember what I told you; sniff each pair and make two piles; those that require an extra hot wash and those that don't. I shall come and inspect in 15 minutes ... Oh, and if I think you've been. His mouth is finally open and we're spit-sharing now. I don't mind kissing, but it's awkward not knowing when I should slip him the tongue. Lately, my clients have all been sick pervs who wanted to do fucked up shit. My soft romance game is a little rusty."Can I call you Tania?" he says as we kiss. I look through his data. Not his wife's name, thank fuck, that would be painful. There's a Tania Forbes listed in his graduating high school class, half a century ago. An old sweetheart, then. Or a. ?I have some news but I must confess that I don?t understand it.? MrPhelps opened his briefcase and took out two thick files. ?It seems thatyour husband?s advisers say that he isn?t interested in having any ofyour money, instead he wants to set up a charity to help spouses ofeither sex when they have been battered or otherwise abused. The firstpriority is to compensate other victims of Mrs Lamb and her associates.It seems that much of the huge resources of that woman?s company will.