A week passed and there was no sign of Ingrid. Donovan waited each night, straining to catch a glimpse of her lantern, but there was only the moon on ...he water. Then as he was preparing for bed, he glanced out the window and saw a glimmer on the shoreline. Grabbing a robe, he ran down the stairs, out the door and toward the dancing light. The grass wet under his bare feet. She was there! Standing and looking across the water, her dress glowing softly in the moonlight."Ingrid! You came back!. Or something is.. I haveto get out of here." So how can I help, hon?" You don't know do you?" Connie said glancing to her right at the doorleading to the side room attached to the luxury suite."Know what?"Connie looked like she was going to get ill not only from the bad shrimpbut from the story she was about to share."What us girls are here for," she began slowly, "we are what are called"tether girls", the guys get us to come to provide .." she paused, "Iguess you call it enjoyment."Tuck looked. Including the time and day you use it. Here's Twenty ... Go!"Mom stood with hands on hips. How she could look over the tops of her glasses and still look down her nose is something only another mother would understand ... it's the "Mom" look ... with extras."Bill. You have spoiled 1278 days of continued chastity ... it looks like she had a ton of fun!"Bill hung his head at the start of the statement, but he was grinning by the end."I do need to know if you have any intentions towards Megan,". Maybe Claire didn’t get that many compliments. ‘Absolutely. I wouldn’t condone being a hooker altogether, you’re too good for that,’ I explained, forgetting that maybe Hannah was too. ‘But you’ve got the big tits and tight pussy men want. Plus you’re black, which always helps.’ ‘Make some calls,’ she suddenly replied. Three hours later, we were at my new house and after I’d given her the guided tour, I introduced her to what was becoming ‘the gang’, Mickie, Hannah and Matt. Mickie tried.