, paid for by NBC.Lillian and I had a busy social calendar that summer. I had to meet all her friends and her close and distant relatives who for the ...ost part accepted me instantly. I also had two friends visit me from Germany who stayed at our place for two weeks. Lillian took over the part of visitors' guide while I was at work and she enjoyed the contact and the activity. By late August, however, her growing bulk began to hamper her activities and we prepared for the final countdown.When. I walked over and introduced myself and said, "Can I talk to you for a minute?"She smiled and said, "Of course." "My name is Rick."Hi Rick, I'm Stacey." I hope you won't be offended by this question, but are you a professional?" What do you mean?" You know what I mean, are you a hooker?" Are you a cop?" No." Then what can I do for you?"I said, "This may be out of your line but do you ever do it with women?" From the look on her face I was sure the answer would be no.Stacey didn't say anything. "I've got some lovely sandals that should show off your handiwork." Coral sprawled back in one of the lounge chairs while Lawrence opened the case in which he carried the tools of his trade and a vast array of nail polishes and treatments."Get that maid to fetch us some drinks," Effie called from the bedroom. "I think something long and cool would go down nicely. Vodka and Red Bull, plenty of ice. I've got a feeling we're going to need our energy!"Coral laughed. "You're right," she called back. Despite all the women you have bedded, the sex is empty to you without the emotion behind it.You had hired your executive assistant, Eva, three years ago to help you manage your estate. At least that is what you told her and yourself. In the past few years, despite swearing to give up on women after your bitter divorce, you have been feeling the pangs of loneliness. You had met the tall, redhead Eva at a technology conference and was smitten by her looks, intelligence, and charm. Not willing to.