Didn’t know you were here. Did you sleep over? How are you today? Mick not here?” I asked the nineteen year old, a pretty, giggly girl with freckl...s, blond hair and blue eyes, still dressed in the guestroom bathrobe. Mick is the long-standing boyfriend.“So-so. No Mick – he’s away, working” she replied. “But I was wondering if you could help me?”“Sure. If I can” I replied, not really looking up from my spreadsheet.“Well, it’s like this. I woke quite early, and I heard you and your wife...”I. Then she will start shopping. And that's not saying anything about what's going to happen when you are even casually attracted to some other woman and you dump a deluge of pheromones..." No way, Jeff. It isn't going to happen to me," Bill said, even as his thoughts returned to something that had happened recently."Oh, really? What about Kathy already consenting to having Linda spend a night with you after you are married? I'm telling you that she's already being indoctrinated into the mindset. He won’t tell me where we are staying, says it’s a surprise. After finding our luggage, he holds open the cab door for me, and we are off on our Las Vegas excursion. I can see the sweat beading up on his forehead, he reaches over and caresses my leg, I moan slightly and close my eyes to imagine him caressing so much more. The cab comes to a stop, I open my eyes and here we are in front of the Palazzo! This place is amazing, and we are on the elevator for what seems an eternity. He opens our. “Yes, of course, everyone has heard of the fearsome Cincinnati Mafia!” she laughed.“There’s always George Remus,” I offered. “But he was a German bootlegger during prohibition. He pretty much single-handedly kept Cincinnati flowing in booze when the Volstead Act was in force.”“Is the lawyer we saw today any relation?” Jamie asked.“No idea. I knew the name, but I never asked. You could ask Ben at dinner. Joyce, do you have any issues with the settlement?”“Not unless you do.”“No, I just wish we.