You're staying there with me. You'll have your own room and bathroom.”“Awesome! Mom, you look so cool.” They got into the car and Maggie drove o...t of the airport onto the traffic-choked highway that led to the city. “I love your style: the blue jeans, the man's shirt, the sandals, the ponytail. You look like a grown-up hippie who takes no shit from anybody.”They chatted amiably on the long ride from the airport. Rachel turned serious, “Mom, did you know that Daddy is having an affair? With the. .. Eh? Oh come on, that was funny... well alright, have it your way then, you prune. Hmm, anyways, used to be mostly fishing boats coming there, but the war changed all that.You must know about the war, right? Well, to make a long story short, some time ago Zatakia emerged victorious after endless bloodshed in the great war against the southern kingdoms. The old balance of power shifted, and vast areas of the southern lands have been crushed and conquered by these barbarians. These berserker. “I’m sorry about that, everyone,” I said. “You sounded fantastic, Fiona; is there something else that we could try?”“How about ‘Someone to Watch Over Me’?” she suggested.This was another one that we rarely played, Mary Beth found a copy of the sheet music for me, and we played it through without vocals first, then did it again with Fiona singing. When we finished the song, Mary Beth suggested we talk about whether Fiona would be a suitable addition to the group. Fiona and Karen went downstairs,. She was stunning. She was also Wilma’s boss. An absolute bitch of a boss and despite that…Wilma was in love with her. Wilma watched her through the floor to ceiling glass window to Goodhead’s office. Goodhead sat behind the desk, talking and laughing on the phone. Wilma realised she was feeling hot. A tiny bead of perspiration trickled and tickled down her inner thigh. Wilma parted her legs slightly, her hand slipped beneath her short skirt to wipe it away. Her fingers brushed the silk of her.