“Shalom,” Yael answered.“Hi. I wondered if you might be free.”“Joshua!” Her voice was delighted. “I’m just finishing up. Meet me at th... back of the hotel? A half hour or so.”“Sure.”Thirty minutes later I was leaning against a concrete wall on the eastern side of the hotel, taking refuge in its cool shadow. I told myself that there was little else to do: the next part of Angie’s plan couldn’t take place until tomorrow. I felt a nagging sense that there was something I should have been working. Robinson as she left withthe girls. "Hi Andy. What's up?" Nothing," Andy mumbled."Hey, why the long face?" In truth, Andy always looked sad, but he lookedparticularly dejected today. She placed her hand on his shoulder andsaid, "Come on, sweetheart. Let's get you a snack and you can tell me allabout it."Actually, this was the last thing that Andy wanted to do because it wouldcut into his alone time. But he was stuck and followed Jenna into thekitchen.She poured a glass of milk and set a plate. So that was my opportunity to get dressed up, and enjoy wearing my nightie!I padded away to the kitchen and after plugging in my phone, I went back to shut the bedroom door, just in case. The only sound was to hear her snoring softly as the door closed. Perfect.I couldn’t help sneaking around the house, even though she was dead to the world. I kept most of the lights off, only turning on those I needed to be able to see. From the outside, it appeared as if we had turned in for the night but the. “And you must be Sally.”She accepted his offer of coffee and he first asked to see her ID, dancers must be at least eighteen, Sally was barely legal as they say. Moving to a nearby table, Frank then explained exactly what employment at City Lights would entail. Dancers were independent contractors, there was no salary, no benefits, and no job security, all stage dancing tips, less ten percent for the DJ, accrued to the dancer. There was a lap dancing area with no touching allowed, dancers paid.