It seems that Mrs. Beecham had already used her influence and had gotten some work for Emi. The agent wanted to know if Angel had seen Emi since Frida... night at the Beecham estate."Here's the deal Angel, I got a flight booked for Emi to L.A. tomorrow morning. It leaves from Miami at 6am. She's gonna have to get up way early, but she's gotta be on that flight," the agent told her.Angel was a little disappointed that their weekend was going to come to such an abrupt end, but she was happy that. She walked out and got right into bed without saying aword. I walked into the bathroom. It felt weird going pee, standingup after using the lady's room at the club.I got into bed and Tammy was all ready asleep. I had a few questionsto ask her but I guess it would have to wait until morning.The next morning, I could smell coffee brewing, Tammy had got upearly. I still felt a little hung over after drinking last night. Iwalked out and poured a cup of coffee and looked around for Tammy.She was out. Then, as now, it was her pointy breast on her slender frame and the slide of her hips that ran into those long slender legs; and a face that tantalised me.So now I corrected her, saying “I’ve never grown out of my desire for you!”.Her eye’s had widened before she’d drained her glass of wine. Her face flushed as she stared at the candle, rather than look at me. I could see she felt nervously excited so I continued to work on her. “Look at these people around us ; they have no idea who we are.. ‘Well, I see you don’t waste any time!’ she was now beyond caring and just went with the flow. ‘Yeah, just like my ‘boys’!’ he laughed. ‘Like father, like son’ she said shaking her head. ‘Hey, not so fast. I’m gonna make a honest woman out of her!’ he said pointing to the ring finger. ‘You’ll need a ring to make it official then.’ her face was suddenly filled with disappointment. ‘What’s with the face?’ he was puzzled. ‘I just wished your father was half the man you’ve turned into.’ she.