Her long blonde hairhadn't been braided yet and it hung over her body, occasionally hidingher breasts and occasionally revealing them. She went out in...o thekitchen and started pouring herself a bowl of cereal and such. I coughedand cleared my throat, to let her know that I was both present andawake, but she didn't notice - or didn't care. So I got up and sat nextto her at the kitchen table."You're up pretty early," I said, not looking at her."Yeah," she said. "Today my first class is pretty. I need the room where she took care of Bri- ... David, last night, and I need it right now."Colleen took off, loaded for bear. While we waited, Rebecca used a sterile gauze pad and gently cleaned the wound, eliciting a chorus of groans from me.It hurt – a lot. When she touched it, it hurt even worse.Yolanda rushed in, trailed by Colleen and instantly grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the room, towards her office. Rebecca - never letting go of my other hand - and Colleen with a worried look on. "Startled, Grant said, "You're kidding. You want us to be running a whore house?" It's not like that, dear. I think we can rent the former mayor's hotel suite at a discount price and avoid making nightly room reservations. We can increase the fees and make it a really opulent experience for the men as well as the ladies. We'll provide drinks and charge extra at the bar. All we need is two women to replace me and Julia." Who's Julia?" She bowed out saying her husband would divorce her otherwise.. But you can’t go anywhere?”“Non. Not without a mahram. I can’t even take a taxi. All I can do is visit a mosque, under supervision. What have you done today, Anglais?”“Me? Uhm ... I did some shopping. I rented a garage. And I spent two hours in an oven.”“Huh? Oven? Four?”“Yes. Well, it felt like it. I needed to have something welded, for my car.”“Ah, K-T! How is she?”“What ... What do you mean, how is she?! It’s a car!”“Ah non! She’s very nice! Tu es cruel.”“She’s an iPad on wheels!”“Men ....