I asked her to make sure Mindy got the training she would need and hugged her good night. I felt, rather than heard her moan as I hugged her firmly. D...m my mom.I took the elevator up to the 20th floor and entered our home. My parents were patiently waiting for me to arrive. My father handed me a glass of Crown as we sat around our favorite meeting place, the coffee table.My mom asked how things went and I told her better than I thought they would and a little tougher. Vera became quite. We tried very hard to avoid attracting any attention during the trip. Erica and Matti thought it was great fun. Angelique did not understand, but she quickly figured out what we were doing. The pretend tantrums she threw were epic in scale and intensity. Lenore or I had to run from a couple of venues carrying a wailing girl. The instant we were out of sight of the suspicious person who had been the reason for the tantrum Angelique would start to giggle. She thought the whole thing great fun.It. "Just bring them over to the window when you're done, okay?" Sure, thank you," replied Terry as she returned Rene's smile with one ofher own.She caught herself watching Rene walk away and took notice of how lovelyher backside looked, as it swayed back and forth in the tight skirt, as shewalked across the room and disappeared behind the door. Terry looked upand caught Rene's gaze as she appeared at the window and sat down at herdesk.Terry took the next 10 minutes or so filling out the forms. Of course he had not been the Chevalier Maurice de Champingiron at that time. Just plain Jacques Verde.Jacques was the son of the town's butcher. A high class butcher, 'Purveyor of Fine Meat and Game to the Nobility', but a butcher none the less.Clothide was the youngest of the four daughters of the Maire of the town, Villard de Lans; an important man in the town with the important family name of Sancerre de Valois that scorned the likes of those with a plebeian name of 'Verde'.However Jacques.