Frank was waiting for her.What if this time was like all the rest?No! She refused to consider that possibility. This time would be different. She knew...it would. She knew it!Reaching out, Mona lifted the tent's flap and stepped in. Frank, in pajamas, was stretched out atop his sleeping bag. He laid aside the paperback he was reading and glanced up to her."How was the bath?" Lonely," she said, knowing as she said it that Frank would never consider their bathing together while on the camping trip.. "They all laughed. Evilly.Actually, I was a bit afraid. But I squared my shoulders and faced it like a man. Once I 'adjusted' myself enough to walk, that is."What's for lunch?" I asked.Six girls laughed at me. And I think the receptionists were giggling too."Let's see," Mary said. "It's your birthday. You have six girls here willing to do anything to make your birthday special," she emphasized "anything."I looked at each of them. Wow."... and you want to go to a restaurant?" Mary. These three ladies work for me. At least they did."I was tempted to ask for clarification of the "at least they did" disclaimer, but decided it wouldn't be wise. "Jake Gustafson," I offered. "I'm an insurance agent. I work a few suites down from the parlor."At that, Manny appeared to pass that information on to the women, who tittered at the revelation. Our captors grew impatient with the distraction; one of them expressed his displeasure by jamming the butt of his rifle into Manny's ribs."Ow!. Hisproudly muscled arms also displayed several tattoos. He wore tightleather trousers that accentuated his tight bum and biker boots."Hi, what can I do for you today?" he said in a pleasant and openmanner.Matching his friendliness, Giles replied: "I'd like a tattoo," Well, you wouldn't be here for a pint of milk now, would you?" Cheeky!" said Giles playfully, "I want a butterfly tattoo right here onmy back - not too large, not too small," as Giles said this he turnedhis left shoulder in the.