How many girls know about this now? "Uh, okay. Come in." She took a seat in my visitor's chair. I sat opposite her and asked, "What do you mean you do...'t smoke?" Well, all the girls are talking about, 'going for a smoke' and what that means."Shit, double shit. "All of the girls?" I asked."Well, the upper class girls and the girls in the Admin dorm," she said.I could understand the upper class girls. The juniors and seniors share a building but the Admin dorm? That sent alarms rushing through my. He shook his head and concentrated on the house across from him. It was a well-maintained place, set back from the street, so as to have a bit of privacy. He had already done a reconnaissance of the place over the last week and a half.He knew that there would be four people within the house. Usually only one person left at a time, if anyone was going to leave. They all came out from time to time, but stayed on the property behind the six-foot high privacy walls.He chose his time and moved. She approached the lobby and introduced herself to the woman behind the lobby, after which she was asked by the same woman to take a seat. There were several other girls and women sitting in the waiting room, ranging from Japanese to Caucasian.After a short while she was invited by a Japanese woman into one of the rooms down the hallway, she saw a hallway on her right with a thick black curtain and some paintings on the wall she could not make out what they were.Once inside the room, Betty was. The next day arrived as it usually does, and I hurried back to my place and prepared coffee and made room on a big table were I rolled out my own blueprints so that the blueprints Thorn would bring could be placed alongside them.At last, I heard the knock on the door and there was Thorn."Hello, well here I am," he said."Hi, yes there you are, come in, please. I have made some coffee, and I passed by the baker and bought some Danishs." Thank you. Maybe later. Just coffee now. My wives made me a.