" Nor I," said Madame Danglars; "but you began a sentence, sir, and did not finish." Which?" M. Debray had told you"--"Ah, yes; he told me it was you ...ho sacrificed to the demon of speculation." I was once very fond of it, but I do not indulge now." Then you are wrong, madame. Fortune is precarious; and if I were a woman and fate had made me a banker's wife, whatever might be my confidence in my husband's good fortune, still in speculation you know there is great risk. Well, I would secure for. There remained two empty stools.It turned out that this table seemed to be populated by the brainiest,but hardly the prettiest, girls in school. Two of the girls, Maxineand Janet, were much like Cecilie; they were chunky, but also warm andfriendly. Another, Marie, was tall and blonde, but wore no makeup andlet her hair flow freely, and apparently uncombed or brushed. The lastwas, Henrietta, a light, dark-complexioned girl or slight stature. Shehad a pimply face, but like the others had. “I like dogs. I am studying to become a vet." "Really?" I asked, warming to the subject. "That's great! Well he's not real big I guess, sort of a lap dog, but he's friendly though maybe too friendly sometimes." I added blushing again. "How so?" She asked cocking her head a little to one side. Puffing out my cheeks a little and blowing a little air I said. "Whew...Uh well…he sniffs everyone who comes to my apartment, especially dates! It's so embarrassing!" I said reddening. . My demonic servant waited patiently as I ate my breakfast, then set a tablet in front of me. It was open to my appointments for the day. "You have a meeting with Mr. Wulf at noon, at his place. You may want to consider getting ready." When I finished my waffle, I stood up and walked towards the bedroom. As I walked, I untied my robe and let it flutter to the floor behind me. I was now nude, walking down the hallway with a seductive sway to my ass. From behind, you couldn't even tell that.