Die Erste H?lle bereitete ihr der Herr, der das letzte Mal im Pornokino gefragt hatte, ob Valerie meine eigene Sklavin oder nur gemietet war. Er wandt... sich an mich. ?Eigentlich eine dumme Frage, letzte Woche. Als ob eine meiner Studentinnen sich f?r SM-Dienste mieten lassen w?rde.? Valerie sah im Schock auf und erkannte den Mann sofort. ?Sie haben Gl?ck gehabt. Sie haben einen tollen Fang gemacht. Vielleicht leihen Sie mir Valerie einmal aus, wenn sie so weit ist.? ?Ja. Das w?re eine Idee.?. Terry came out of his room dressed in only a pair of white boxer undershorts. He opened Nicks door and asked if Nick had picked up their uniforms at the cleaners Friday afternoon. Nick said they were hanging in the hall closet. Terry found them and was back soon in a black and red uniform with Homewood Fire Department on the back and a badge in front.Nick came out in the hall in white boxer shorts and got his plastic bag of cleaned uniforms. He was back shortly wearing a U.S. Postal Service. “That is your choice. Thank you for stopping by, but our discussion is clearly at an end. Can you find your own way out?”“Wait a minute, there must be some other alternatives”“The alternative is for me to take my business elsewhere. You know my position on the matter. Goodbye.” At this point Jim turned around and started walking away from Dana.In a soft broken voice Dana replied, “OK, if that is what it takes then I guess that is what I have to do.” Truthfully, with their financial situation. It might have seemed to some that I was being a bit cowardly in taking a leisurely cruise to Marseilles to investigate the atmosphere of “Vichy” existence but in all honesty, I have to confess that I had a premonition that it would be best for me to avoid the whole “Dunkirk – Fall of France and “Blitzkrieg” thing with the flavor of a Gettysburg or Yorktown at its worse. I had learned over the years that stray bullets had no ulterior motives and that on a battlefield; luck was the final decider.