Then he and his mate were given papers to sign verifying that all of their clothes and belongings had been put into the regulation box for each new in...ake client – the papers were put into the boxes and they were sealed, and the two men were surprisingly gently led off out of the hall into a corridor running back into the building.The London-Bamiji staff were open-mouthed and appalled at what they had just seen. They had no idea that this sort of thing was routine procedure in the city; neither. ”“I’d try,” he said, “but ... damn!”“Are you two giving me permission to mess around with Carla if the opportunity presented herself on this retreat?” Lily asked.“Only if you describe what happens in lurid detail when you come home,” Bruce said. “I might have to have a smoke afterward.”“You smoke and you’ll be living in your office,” I said. Bruce didn’t smoke, but I didn’t get that he was making a joke until after I’d sounded like a cat.“You’d rather have me smelling of someone else’s pussy. “And where’s the cat? My experiment needs power, dummy.”I was getting tired of her using Demie’s pet name for me. “She ran away, Katie,” I responded.“Shit!” She turned back to the closet as it made a grinding noise. She was clearly concerned, as she hadn’t even corrected me on her name.We both headed over to the closet. I could see her extradimensional rooms behind it, but the air in the closet doorway was shimmering.“Fuck!” Kate took a running dive through the portal ... and stopped halfway,. We found our way back through downtown towards the campus and Mary's dorm. As we walked Mary told me a little about the three other girls that would be at the practice game tonight. Carrie, Sally, and Jill were all from Mary's dorm. They were all freshmen. They had all played strip poker before, but not using anything like real poker rules. None of them really knew how to play poker, so Mary had spent several nights teaching them the basics. Mary had never met the three guys. The girls had.