“Yes, for sure! The last time I was in one was at the YWCA with my mom. I don’t have a suit,” she smirked.“I think I can overlook that!” I c...uckled and Stephie laughed.“You’ve seen it all anyway, so let’s go!”I turned on the sauna and we stripped off our clothes. Stephie got towels from the linen closet and spread them out, and we went inside and sat down. A few minutes later, when the rocks were hot, I ladled water on them and the three of us relaxed as steam began to fill the room. Once again. I hesistated for quite some time before opening it and stepping inside. There was just one room behind the door and a lock on the door like in public toilets. I shut the door and looked at the girl sitting in front of me, white, about 25 years old with big bloodshot eyes, dark blonde hair that stuck to her forehead with sweat and blood and fantastically big tits. She sat on the floor and looking down I noticed what qualified her for this section of the club: both her legs were missing, torn off. "Yes," she replied. "Don said they were filming tonight's concert." They what?" I asked incredulously. How could Dad forget to tell methis! What if I made a mistake on stage and they showed it to the wholecountry! This was a bad idea."He didn't tell you?" She looked nervous now. I was certainly startingto feel nervous. For the first time since early that morning, I wasstarting to feel nervous about performing - especially if they werefilming it!"No," I told her. "He didn't." Well, no biggie.. “That’s what I thought,” she stated. I sighed.“At some point, I am going to have to embrace this when I am alone,” I cautioned her. My two angles couldn’t be with me everyday. And they had let me know that they could not be with me forever. At some point, I was going to have to deal with the holidays alone.“I don’t like that idea,” she informed me. I couldn’t help it, I let out a choking laugh.“There is much in the truth that we find we don’t like,” I stated, another thing my father would.