Let’s get this farce over with.” Exiting the black cab, Drake held the door for his assistant on this trip. “What do you think, Barb?”“Larki... is the belle of the ball, worldwide. I wouldn’t get your hopes up, sir.”“We’ll see...”... “Before you get to the crucifixion, give me five minutes, that’s all I ask.” Confidently stated the president of the UF Heroes Association before his European counterparts in a closed session. Called specifically to censure their arrogant UF cousin.“That’s fair. "Paying him forty quid a week has something to do with his incentive,"Beatrice grinned.Both women were as usual dressed provocatively; it's almost like theywere in competition with each other to see who can be the mostflirtatious. Today they were almost identically dressed, tight blackminiskirts, satin blouses, one white the other cerise, heavy but perfectmakeup, flesh-toned sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose, red satin panties andbra, black heels, one shod in Louboutin, the other Blahnik.Beatrice. As it was hot, he put on a loose white shirt, and buttoned it up, leaving the top three buttons open – he hated tight things around his neck. Besides, the beard hid that, and the abundance of chest hairs he’d grown over the years. He left his room, and sauntered into the dining room, where a noisy mob of Yankee tourists was congregating. He looked them over, and noticed a tallish, dark-skinned lady, around the late thirty’s mark, he thought, a little round, good-looking. She casually looked in. ” “Excellent to hear, Claire. I’ll be the first to unofficially say: Welcome to Omega Delta Phi.” Part 4 – Quid Pro Quo Claire stood in front of her mirror and admired herself. She had been making small tweaks to her hair and makeup for more than forty five minutes now. She didn’t particularly care what she looked like to this guy, but she wanted him to report back to Gwen that he was satisfied. Looking her best was an easy way to score some points. She decided not to change anything else,.