It must be their room number.I sat there for a few minutes considering what was clearly an invitation to follow. I decided to have another drink whils... I got my thoughts together. Well! I wasn’t sure what they wanted, but this trip into the unknown was clearly an opportunity for the sexual adventure I so desperately craved. Decision made, I paid my bar bill and stood up to follow.As I arrived at the floor the couple’s room was on, I noticed that the corridor was deserted and everything was. .Lpayed the things got bagged I went out side took the bags from the cart and took the cart back inside..So now I had 8 fzll shopping bagsand heeded to carrythem to the car..I picked 2 up webt opened the car put the bags inside put my purse under the front seat..as I walked back to geta few bags a Man walked up and asked if he could help in anyways ,I said yes if he would be so kind he helped carry the bags to the car I needed t arrange the bags and I bend over and heard him say softly OMG that. Besides, brainy people go nuts with all their intense thinking. But me and my delicate bride Emily and my best friend, and now co-husband of sorts, Homer will never go crazy. And to me, it's a relief. But what's so great about having too many brains? Too much of anything ain't all so great. And I can guarantee you one thing, we three do not have too much of a good thing where brains are concerned. We don't need 'em.Where was I? Oh yeah, about those critics and our much-deserved success. Hell. The old flapper and the beautiful blonde sat in my spot in the library still enjoying their reunion. I informed the flapper our desire to leave. She agreed. I asked if she could go ahead. They hugged and promised to call."Your daughter propositioned me," I told the beauty."Are you interested?" she asked, looking at me carefully."Did our friend tell you my business?" I figured she did, but had to make sure."Yes." Well, she wants to hire me," I said."What did you say?" I gave her my number and.