There was no note, and the only message on the answering machine was a phone solicitor.Well, with the way her office felt, she was smart to be out gat...ering information. They had his old air conditioner in their bedroom -- the new, larger one was in the living room window. Maybe they should buy another for Carolyn’s office. They weren’t made of money, but she wasn’t made of asbestos, either.He worried about Carolyn. If something had happened, he might not know for hours. But, really, that was. Apparently she and Simeon indulged in another joint. Nervous and impatient, my emotions and the hours since I'd indulged in the weed left me quiet and distracted and a little dull. However, before Simeon dropped me off, Amy gave me a kiss that conveyed the intimacy and caring we had for each other. "See you later," she reminded me."Have fun," I said dully, but exchanged her concerned smile with mine. They drove away to another part of town, Simeon becoming Amy's guide.Other attractive blondes. " My mother giggle like a school girl and for the first time ever I saw lust in her eyes. She watch Jason walk away and the look in her eyes was that of hunger. She waited till Jason was outside and ask me "So what do you think?" I was still trying to take all of this in. All I could muster was a "He seems nice." My mother lick her lips. "Oh he is more than nice." My mother said that in a sneaky way. "MOM!" I said still not believing my ears. I never heard my mother speak or act in the fashion. "Plus if you're rich like us you get INTERNET 2! This gives you lots of other things not normally available. Also included in my fee is our personal maid who delivers anything we want and I mean anything. I'll give you an example. Right we want to celebrate. Champagne. Don Perignon will do I suppose."Emma giggled. "Okay lets get 3 bottles." Her painted nails typed this on the keyboard."How long does it take to arrive?" asked Sarah.Immediately the doorbell rang. Emma buzzed the ringer in. A.