.oh, how silly of me. There are so fewgentlemen present that I need only say ladies, eh?" Robert Pattersonlaughed at his own joke. "I suppose you a...e wondering what will happento you next. You will merely go ahead with your weekend. You'll findthat you cannot leave Egnever, as a mystical force field surrounds thecity. On Monday, when you would have been home, you will all be here,broken down into smaller groups to take part in the next phase of myplan. I've arranged for every television. As it was getting dark outside I decided it was OK to raid the mini bar and get out the half bottle of white wine, chardonnay, not my favourite, but a reasonable drop.After I poured the wine into a glass, and looked at the clock. We were going to meet at 8 so I had a little time to myself. I decided to have a bath. With glass of wine in hand, got in the lovely and warm bath, washed, shaved my legs and other bits.All done, I got out and dried myself. A little lotion here and there and then. I could only hear one side of the conversation but she was clearly setting up some kind of meeting. When she hung up she sat by me, a bit anxious. “That was my ex. He will be in town and wants to see me as usual.” She stopped there to get my reaction.It was a test, I immediately recognized. Was I as good as my word? I had decided, after all. My only question, “Will he stay overnight?”A brief hint of a smile, “No, he stays with family and we’ve kept this looking like just an evening out.. ”Crazy like that,” I show him. Meri yelps and he laughs and scoffs, ”BRING it, ladies, bring it.” ”Oh Meredith, I have a great idea. TOWEL FIGHT!!” I dash back to the dressing room to grab our Hermes. I snap one of the silk scarves against her ass although it doesn’t have the same impact as the towels we used back in high school and I toss a couple of scarves over to her. Soon we are running around and whipping each other with our scarves. The photographer is egging us both on and clicking away.