Most of the rest of the guests were themselves abed, and, yes, the Lady Bertreise was herself in her chambers not far away.Sir Ansolm wrapped himself ...n a fur robe. He lit a candle from the fire in his hearth and made straight away for the rooms of Lady Bertreise. He knocked on her door and spoke in a small voice as a maid might do. Bertreise thought it was, indeed, her maidservant, whom she had sent on an errand. She opened the door but a crack and saw Sir Ansolm. She tried to slam the. I just glanced at her and the smile broadened just slightly. What is she up to, I wondered. Then she ushered Annabelle out and looked at me as she closed the door."I'll see you later," and she was gone.Well, blow me, that was a surprise. I have to admit that I had half expected her to organise a male secretary, just to give the other girls something to, um ... lust after? Whatever, I wasn't expecting anything like Annabelle. The reason for the shock? Annabelle was of above average height, say. “Compliments of the pole dancer, Jacko.” She winked and walked away. She didn’t miss a thing. I smiled at her and started doing an SRV shuffle; old Stevie Ray could really write some great music, and it always went over well with crowds. Man I felt fantastic! I started fantasizing about Jill in my room for the night. All night, hopefully! The set went well, but time dragged on with several of the guys in the lounge asking the girls to dance. I noticed Jill didn’t dance any more slow songs. I. She ordered, “Let me in, and you won’t lose this job,” blatantly at the guarding bouncer.“Who the hell are you?” asked the bouncer in a rather mild tone taking out his gun.“The woman screwing your Boss,” she said with pride glaring at the bouncer.“Then you should have a pass,” he murmured like a worried kid.Alisha had her ways with people, especially men. She took two steps backward and turned around, showing him her curvy booty. The sleeveless pink cloth had an open back. Just below her.