And the rest is ancient Navajo history."How about the change in Artemis? I started out thinking she might be useful, but she really took charge." Yeah..." I agreed. "She started out being a pain in the ass, who I needed for – well for some special projects. But she really took over. I hope I can survive," I laughed."I like her a lot. If you ever feel like kicking her out ... well (a) you're nuts and (b) you just send her my way. She'll have a place here," he said.The gun was now in its case, in. Your usual table is open, one near the railing. While you enjoy the regular senior girls, you like looking downward and seeing the new blood. The club manager is very strict about each of the three stages being filled at all time, and the girls are conditioned to know that the stage isn’t bad: it’s marketing. The men get to see you, want you, and decide to buy you.A waitress comes to your table. She already knows what you want, and asks if you’d like your usual. You nod, sitting back in. Mark wasn't interested in you and you suddenly attacked him. I was already interested in Shannon and have been thinking about how to be careful with her. Mark never had a chance to think. So the hormones just took the driver's seat and it's been downhill from there. Hmm. Well, I'm going to call it a night and go scuba diving or something to get my mind off all this until I have to get up. See you in the morning."Saturday was a typical southern California day. I did my homework, the regular. Some healing needs to be slow.” She sighed. “So ... you’ve dreamed of meeting me. Here I am.” She leaned back, wiped her face, and gestured reluctantly to the chapel. “Is this what you were expecting?”Annie shook her head. “No. And of course we first met over the clouds. I certainly never would have expected that.”Snow Angel chuckled and hugged her knees. “I have to ask you something ... When I first approached you, and you two were all into each other...” Annie blushed slightly. “ ... I.