A minute had passed and Joanne noticed she never heard the door shut. Maybe it was open? She wanted to take a peak and see him changing. "But I'm a...good girl, I'd never do anything to break Donovan's trust." It had been quite some time since the two talked and he was only running late due to a possible traffic report. What if he came in and saw her looking. She started getting nervous again breathing hard and fidgeting.After moments of contemplating to herself she decided to peek her head. "Toss in that case of yours and hop in."Jamie got in the back seat. It was plush leather. Very plush. Now he noticed that the car was a Bentley. Money. Mucho money here."Where to?" Uh, nowhere in particular. Just drop me off wherever you're going and I'll take it from there." New in town?" How did you know?" Suitcase, bedraggled look, and no particular destination in mind. You don't have a place to stay, do you?" Well... " Maybe I can help you out, kid. I've got a spare bedroom, and if you. Be nice to her, will you? It's not her fault." I've never seen her like that before. Mark is looking really unimpressed; I just hope that they don't have words before I can find out what's going on. I'd better get back to her. Now remember, you promised – see you soon!"With another kiss, Claire ran back into the house, and a minute later Mark came out and unlocked the car.As they were leaving the camp, and Mark was tucking his car pass under the sun visor, he turned to Peter and broke the. She had to be imagining what had happened, women just didn't make passes at other women in such public places. Traci wasn't real sure women made passes at women at all. This was all a new subject for her. She had heard about those kinds of women, but she had always thought they were large manly women that did that sort of thing, not pretty middle-aged normal looking women. She then began wondering what it would be like to be with another woman. What could they do to each other? She tried.