She shrugged it off, there would be others to play with this evening there always were.Turning back to watch the action on stage, she felt pride, her ...lub was the busiest in town with the best reputation, she ruled her domain with an iron hand and was respeceted and loved for it, her girls were the best, hand picked tried and tested of course by herself, she treated them fairly and paid them well, but more than that they were her family and she loved and protected them.It was fairly late on in. I said, “I’m X, Xavier Marigold. Though the circumstances are unfortunate, it is good to meet you, Miz Jefferson.”“It’s good to meet you, Mister Marigold. I’m Marilyn Jefferson. Please come into my office for a moment.”“Sure. I’m at your disposal.”We sat down in her small, cramped office with Heather in the other guest chair. Miz Jefferson said, “Please call me Marilyn. Heather seems to think a lot of you and Beth. I appreciate your coming here. The school is in a position of being responsible. Nice eyes, too. And anyway what’s so wrong about being fat? It’s just what you are, isn’t it? You can’t change that without being a different person.” She squeezed Fatima’s hand while pulling a couple of cigarettes out of her packet of Benson’s. “And I quite like plump myself. I’ve had some plump lovers and they’re not at all bad. More to nestle into, you know. Not such a bad thing at all. You can’t have too much of a good thing!” The evening went by so quickly. Several drinks later and the. " What's in them?" I asked."You'll see very shortly. In the meantime let's get breakfast. I'mfamished."Omelettes and bread rolls had been prepared for us, which we attackedwith gusto."You're not looking as tired as I expected you to," I told Helmut as weate."I'm running on adrenaline," he explained, "and the sleep I got in theMercedes when Hans drove us here yesterday. Ah, here's Heinrich!"Helmut's chauffeur/right-hand man had appeared in the doorway."I've done as you asked, Herr Count, and the.