Well, much worse to him thatis. He panicked at the realization that he wasmenstruating. The discomfort and the discharge were farmore than his male mi...d could handle. While in all reality,it was rather normal and relatively not that bad, his malepsyche was far from equipped to deal with it rationally.For him, he felt as though he was dying. It was right thenthat he knew he needed to get this over with as soon as hecould.Ed rushed out to the local drugstore to acquire femininesupplies he needed.. " That sounds fair." They're not bimbos. They're mostly coeds and career women who are into social climbing but who wouldn't mind dinner and dancing with a handsome and mature man such as yourself. You'd have to use your own charm to get them to sleep with you. I've met them through friends of mine. Best of all, they're discreet. They don't want to be mixed up in someone else's domestic mess. How does that sound?" It sounds great, Danny but it just brings up more questions. Why are you making. “Sorry, I was just thinking about this place.”“And?”“A snail.”“What?”“The book at the baron’s home, it had a picture of a dungeon crab. It might have just been a guess at what it looked like, but it was of a giant hermit crab. However, hermit crabs don’t create their own shells. Snails do. Hermit crabs just take them over. So, either we’re actually inside a snail, or if this really is a hermit crab, then that means it probably got this shell from a snail, and if there are these gargantuan crabs. I'm just protecting your business interests," Gillian teased him."Is that so?" Andrew reached for her but she playfully ducked out of hisreach."Besides if I am to be a fitting understudy to Amanda I need to ensure thatbusiness and profit come before all things." She took Andrew's hand in hersand began leading him to the bathroom."Excellent segue Gillian. You're having dinner with Amanda myself andAlfonso Carlotta tomorrow night to discuss your future employment." Andrewstepped into the.