He figured why be uncomfortable. He would be himself, and tease and cajole her into liking him. Maybe he could palm her a "C" note, he wasn't above bu...ing her affections, he joked to himself. He was already this crazy about her.He passed on that idea."Seriously, it's very nice that your company would do that for you," he commented."Well, they know that I have worked hard for them throughout my tenure. And I'll more than make up the time."She was gorgeous. Her profile was that of a Greek. ”“Okay, ladies,” Margaret said when approaching the table. “What is it you wish to command us to do?”“We want an evening of debauchery, with men, women, wine and song. To start Saturday evening at dusk and to continue for as long as we are able. And at dawn, to be taken down to the public floor and beheaded, one after another. Chop, plop, the head into the bucket and flop the body onto the wheelbarrow where it is wheeled away in full view of the party. No catcalls, no jeers, no fruit or other. I took her hand and pulled her into my arms. She came willingly, and shuddered with a deep breath. I held her for a moment, and then led her to the couch and sat with her. ‘What’s wrong?’ I asked. ‘Not wrong, really. I’m just a little freaked out.’ ‘Why? Did something happen?’ ‘No, but I wanted it to.’ I wrestled with my own terror, trying to keep my voice level. ‘What? Tell me.’ She opened her mouth, and her lips worked silently, trying to find the words. ‘Shelly came walking through the. ”“Good! Now drop dead!” Katie sneered, then turned to slam the door in her brother’s face. She shrieked as Frankie yanked the towel away and bolted down the hallway toward the stairs, cackling wildly.“God-damn-you-Wienie-Brain!” Katie screamed at his departing backside. She wasn’t about to chase him downstairs naked just to retrieve her towel. It would be just her luck they would have company. Frankie was an expert at setting her up to display her absolute worst behavior whenever company showed.