He does it so deftly, I barely notice, but I can feel the very slightest pressure from the grip of his hand. It feels nice. Safe. Warm. I let myself g.... I let my feelings pour out into the half-embrace from this stranger. This warm and calm teenager, who has suddenly appeared to make me his friend. My whole body is shaking with the grief and emotional turmoil within me that has been buried a long way under the surface these past three weeks. The tears continue to roll down my cheeks, my chin. Can I just say, you look fantastic...” Notes Renae, her voice rising a tone, clearly excited by this woman’s presence. Maybe it’s the way she looks, but it’s also her confident stride and shoulder’s back stance. Maybe it’s just the fact that she looks so good for her age. Not beautiful, but striking, healthy, and sexual.“Thank you...” Responds our guest, offering up a big friendly smile, like she really appreciates the compliment.“So ... Can you tell us why we’re here today...?” Asks Renae .... What were there names? Oh, yes.Marissa and Megan."Well, here. Take a pack anyway, courtesy of the hotel," the woman replied,oozing friendliness. She tossed a herbal-flavored pack of "luxury length"Capri 120s, along with a lighter etched with dice, on Joaquin's table.Just then the lights dimmed and a low rumble rolled through the pool area. Inthe utter silence that followed, Joaquin quickly closed his laptop, pocketedthe hotel's "gift," and hurriedly left the pool area.***It took Joaquin a while. "My name is Willard Keesan, and his law offices contacted me. I'm with the financial aid department."Kristen smiled and offered her hand. "These are my companions, Jim Crittenhouse and June Rodgers." Kris, Mike told you that you didn't need to make this trip. We've already been contacted and your demands are already being worked on."Kristen seemed surprised. "Really?" Your father has influence, Miss Swift." What demands?" I asked."We've arranged for the cancellation of Archy Jonas'.