I grabbed my mother's bags and carried them to our room, using the key card I swiped the door and pushed it open. Much to both of our surprise it was ... single queen size bed. Immediately I called the front dest and they said there had been a mixup, they had a convention in town and they overbooked for the event. I asked what they expected us to do about this and they said they would wheel in a cot and refund us half of our money back. My mother and I know the meaning of a dollar so we agreed. Still,one couldn't exactly blame people for panicking.Hearing the commotion, I took a quick peek out the door of therestaurant, to give me some ideas as to what was going on. Guys in masks,waving small guns, the crowd scattering in all directions, I got the gistpretty quickly.I started figuring out my strategy. (Don't believe those nasty rumorsthat I was shaking in my heels)I could jump in there, and maybe they would focus on me instead of thecrowd, but this "luck" power, however it worked,. “Come,” she ordered and I crawled over to her. “Sit.” I knelt before the bed. “Stay.” She then danced from the room, leaving me knelt on the floor, feeling like a moron for obeying this canine orders, and even more so for ever getting myself into this mess… She returned with a bag. I looked at her warily as she produced a set of nipple clamps. “For the bad bitch who forgot where her place was,” she explained, crouching down to put them into place. I gasped a little at each pinch, feeling. In fact, I knew from my future studies that it could have gone either way at this point and that the true “turning point” was not Saratoga, but right there in Staten Island when General Howe made a mistake and turned to Philadelphia as a goal for his expedition instead of continuing up the Hudson and splitting the new nation in two.I had to agree that the original plan by General Howe to move up the Hudson River Valley and cut off the New England colonies from the Southern colonies was the best.