’ ‘Welcome home, Muffin,’ I returned warmly, using the long-outworn pet name one of her cousins had pinned on her years earlier. As Charlotte ...losed the door behind her, she blushed noticeably, which made me wonder what the conversation was truly about. She eyes me curiously once again, muttering ‘Uh, just a moment,’ into the cell phone, and then hurrying through the kitchen without even bothering to take off her backpack or her shoes. I almost said something about tracking the snow through. "That was fantastic - absolutely bloody fantastic." She murmured in a broad cockney accent. then she, suddenly realising what she had said quickly reverted to her mock French accent."I've never been so desperate, for a long time. I love my husband Ralph veree much, but he is older than me, and he can not always satisfy me properly. You know sometimes I need a younger man, someone to love me properly. Your Rota is so lucky now having you." I think you had better tell me the truth don't you. This is for real, then? Any celebrity...?" Your mind races, going through possibilities."Only if you agree. In a few seconds a link will appear on your screen. It will show you your options."Just as she says the words, a message box appears. "Options", the box reads. "[Single: Get one celebrity for one fantasy: $149.99 USD]. [One Year Subscription: Get any number of your fantasies for one calendar year: $1500- USD]. [Cancel]."The prices seem outrageous at first. Admittedly, the CFS is. The car was supposed to be air-conditioned, but the weather and the heat from the passengers’ bodies defeated that. And the car was full of gossip about Watergate -- something about tapes and the White House. Had the Democrats been bugging the President while everybody was bitching about a few low-level peons exceeding their authority and bugging the Democrats? If so, the conversations he overheard didn’t turn on the Democrats as one would expect.At least, it would be cool at home, and Carolyn.