All clear?” “Yes, thank you” replied Robert.After sitting down with Terry on his inside he watched as others entered the room to join those alre...dy sitting down. He was twiddling with his walking stick when he felt Terry take his hand in hers. She squeezed it and said “Relax, enjoy it!” she whispered. “If you say so Mam” he replied causing her to chuckle.Promptly at two pm the doors behind the dais opened and the Queen emerged, flanked by Prince Phillip and equerries. One of which was Captain. "They wanted me to. Still want me to. They have this other girl who's a big star in their magazines. Really gorgeous, shorter than me, with these really beautiful big breasts." She showed Laura with her hands. "Not just big, like some, but really beautiful, know what I mean? Beautifully shaped. Her name is Shawn. They wanted us to do a video together." You didn't want to."Sandra smiled with charming shyness. "I've never done anything like that. I mean, some girls do want me. Like I told you. Looking out my hotel window I could see the dark threatening clouds; they looked like snow clouds. As I walked into the airport the clouds made good on their threat. We were in a full blown blizzard inside of five minutes. I learned later that it wasn't considered a real blizzard but it was the closest to one I've ever been in. Of course all flights in and out were canceled.Talking to the pretty little girl behind the desk she confided in me that the odds of a plane getting out of that airport. "One more thing," how do I reach you?" she asked."You have my email but I can give you my cell number," I suggested. I scribbled down the number of the current burn phone for Rose Seabold."Very well, I will call," she said."I know," I replied. I really was sure she would call when she was ready to paint. I had a couple of surprises from Joan Bradshaw. One was the fact that she had office hours on Saturday and the other that she was so fucking blunt with her critique. I left with the drawing.