He gently set her down, kissing her tenderly, and allowed her new maids to prepare her for her wedding bed.Dunrossiter smiled as he left the room, ret...ring to his study. He had employed several investigators in London to determine the girl’s marriageable status and had been pleased and surprised with the results. His new wife had only blossomed into the incredible beauty she was within the last few years. She had matured late in life, being an ugly duckling that had become the most beautiful. The man who just took her out of her own house had now stepped into the car and started driving. Paige now felt how cold it was on this late November night. After all, she was still just wearing her tiny black thong and her thin white shirt. She didn’t feel her feet any more, but she wasn’t sure whether that was because of the cold or the pointy stones on the garden path. Paige looked at the guy next to her, as he drove off in the night. He didn’t look her in the eyes, whenever he looked at. ” I was surprised to see her blush.“Well, I mean it,” I added.“How’s the writing going?” Sherry asked, noticing the notebook on my lap.“Good, I just finished a poem.”“Can I read it?”“I don’t know, maybe later.”She looked disappointed, pouting, so I said, “Let me read you the last two lines.”“Okay, that’s better than nothing.” She came over and sat on my lap.I opened the notebook, found my page and read, “The sun that shines now on your lovely face, will rise tomorrow from my lyric heart.”“Hey,. Three others, Hope, Robin and Patty, were standing in a semicircle behind them, and Sharon, the owner, was pacing back and forth in front of the group, talking to them and slapping a foot-long, wooden ruler repeatedly against the palm of her hand. What the heck is going on? I thought. It was a warm spring day and the window was cracked, so I could hear, and no one had any idea I was there, thanks to the high windows, so I decided to watch and listen a while. I soon found out what was going on..