It was usually easier to give in a this point, unless it was a matter of extreme importance involving her safety, than to argue with her.“OK,” I s...id. “Come with me.”I made my way down the hall, Alexis almost skipping along behind me, and into the bathroom. I instructed her to hop up onto the double vanity while I collected the equipment I'd need for the purpose.I told her to pull her bikini bottom up as tight as it would go and adjust it how she wanted. My plan was to use an electric trimmer. Wouldnt you know it my last delivery went to her, well her sister, but she was in town for the weekend. Because her sister had just kick her partner to the curb. And, sometimes it's a very small world. 'Michelle' was a delivery drive as well, one that worked for me few years ago. And long story short, was having some problems, with this, or another partner, and just to be on the safe side, until locks changed I spent the weekend with her. And that is another story....the story of how to. He wasn’t about to let this one get away. She was going to make him very, very rich.“What’s wrong, Babe?” he asked, trying to pander to her moodiness. “Don’t you realize what an opportunity this is? The public will pay tons to watch people get snuffed! We could do your own weekly show! I’ll call it, ‘The Perils of Katie Kelly – Stunt Girl!’ I’ll end each episode with you getting blown away, then start the next show with what ‘really’ happened. It’ll be a big hit!”“You mean like that old. ” I replied.“That’s great. What restaurant do you want to go to? There’s a delightful one in the Bellagio called Olive’s. They have a delightful Sunday brunch. Should I set it up for us?” She asked.“Um, no. How about we stay inside our own company. Let’s try the one on Flamingo Road. How about 12 o’clock sharp. I’ll meet you there. I’ve heard allot of good stuff about that location. I’ll see you there at noon. Bye for now.” With that I hung up.“Jill, you have about an hour more to sleep if you.