Rachel had held those last pure notes so long,holding them so tight and full that those there had been heldmotionless and still in wonder. Those last ...ords, "I'm just a goodpretender in a great disguise," had held more truth to Rachel than allthe gushing the others poured on her.Niles and the others packed up and left after some refreshment andlively discussions of things to come. Nanny retreated to a corner inthe garden to make a phone call. Julia and Natalie ushered the childreninside as the. Susanna can scarcely believe her eyes! She has never been anywhere like this before. Her heart is pumping. . . pumping . . . faster. . . she’s flooding with adrenalin and endorphins – a heady mixture. No wonder her head is spinning. Conflicting feelings are pulling her in opposite directions: guilt and fear battling excitement and desire. Irresistible desire. Ingrid switches on the remote control, starting on the lowest settings, low intensity vibrations that gently stimulate susanna's. The second one tasted okay. The problem was with the third and fourth doughnuts. They both tasted like sweetened lard and all four sat in Lani's stomach like lead weights for most of the day. This was not the way Lani wanted to gain pounds. She just hoped they wouldn't discover the slices of cheesecake hidden in the seldom visited recesses of the refrigerator. "A friend came by today and she brought them to share with me." Your fat friend Carolyn probably," said Patrick."Carolyn is not fat,". “Yes,” I answer. “Two beers.” The almighty wizard must have ruled in my favor. His hand took my money and then slid out a sheet of paper, with a pen. I looked at the paper. Barely legible in the darkness. ‘Requirements for Membership’. Name. Address. Phone number. Email. No way was I going to do this. The mind reader behind the smoked glass window saved the day. “Make something up. Tax rules and all. We are a private club.” I quickly filled in ‘Dave Watson’ and an equally bullshit.