All we're doing is finding out just how deep those fantasies go." And how far do they go?" We don't know -- yet," Trish replied."And what about you? W...at do you get out of it?" Oh, I get to watch," Trish said, grinning from ear to ear."So this is all about your voyeuristic tendencies," David asked."That's part of it," Trish admitted."Well, seeing as everyone is getting off on it, where's the harm. So, 'Miss', you seem to be in control. What do you want to watch next?" What do I want to watch?. "Oh that glorious day!"Smiling on one of her favorite memories steadied her. Calmed her and the memory of their First Christmas as a married couple drifted into her mind.Bob was such a nut at times.They had oodles of money. More than should be allowed. But they had decided that gifts should be reasonable. No Rolex gold and diamond watches. No diamonds the size of walnuts.No Rolls-Royces. Just reasonable and tasteful things that could, should and would be part of their everyday life.For her. I'm more of a behind the scenes kinda girl. I'm not much into the spotlight or getting attention Sir," she said, looking down."I see. Well, this position would require a certain amount of spotlighting... you would be working alongside me in pitching our products to potential clients and going with me to business meetings and so forth. Yes, you would be doing office type work, but you would still be in the client's presence. Would that be a problem for you?" he asked.Charlotte felt the interview. What is your name?" Anthony." Anthony ... am I correct in assuming the reason you sought audience with me was because you wish to become what I am?"Anthony grinned. Success. "Yes." Then come with me. We should go about this where we don't have a pair of morons in the general vicinity." She said that last part with a nod toward the tents. Anthony silently agreed. He wrapped his hand in the bandage again and poured the bucket of water over the last of his dying fire. Then she took him by the hand.