I clicked on the 'Start Here' button. The next screen used facial recognition for authentication. A small camera embedded in the monitor's bezel scann...d my face and granted access. The screen came to life with a photo realistic image of a beautiful woman wearing a flowing semi-transparent gown. She spoke... "Hi, my name is ZeeZee. As a new guest here at the Club, on behalf of all the staff and companions, we welcome you!" I wondered if the image was modeled after a real woman here at the Club.. ’ *** A month of afternoon teas, balls and musicales passed. It was now days away from Jason and Penelope’s wedding. That night, Jason escorted his bride-to-be and Emma to his private box at the opera. The show was one that was raved the performance of the century, so the reviews brought in crowds. It was during intermission that Emma wandered off on her own, first speaking with a friend, then greeting an old acquaintances of her father’s. She’d taken special care of her appearance tonight. It was a beautiful afternoon with a soft warm breeze that blew the ladies’ hair around their faces. The sun made the two of them look like golden goddesses.“Mick?” Jos asked from what sounded like a long way away.“Huh?”“Where did you go?” Jos asked.“When?”“Just now. We were asking you something and you didn’t even hear us.”“Sorry. I was thinking about you two beautiful golden goddesses.”“This is going to be so hard, Sasha,” Jos begged. “Do I have to?”“If you are my friend, yeah, you do,” Sasha. She obviously is still fighting postpartum depression or some other clinical form of depression, but I will not allow Millicent to be turned against her mother. Please help me by making sure we do not speak, or act in such a way to turn her away from her mother." They weren't blind. All of them saw the hurt in my eyes.We packed up and slipped out of town. Meghan came by and after Millie filled her in, I asked her to let the club know that we'd had an emergency and headed home. The last place I.