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closing the doors as if they were robots invented for just that
purpose. Then she interlocked her arm in Steve’s and began to
walk him downstairs, saying coyly; “My granddaughter will be
here any minute.”

Moments later, she received a visit from a butler who informed
her that ‘Janine’ was at the gate. Mrs. Jenkins giggled excitedly
and said to have her shown directly to the lounge, to bring
oysters, bread, cheese, and assorted snacks, sandwiches, their
best champagne and to take Steve to the big closet and dress
him properly. She let go of his arm and smiled warmly. The
butler waved Steve to follow him and soon they were in a
closet of suits that was bigger than any of the rooms in his

parent’s farmhouse. The butler took a tape and measured
Steve in a few places, then found a beautiful white silk shirt, a
twelve-thousand-dollar Italian suit, a pair of three-thousand
dollar shoes, a Rolex Gold Submariner with a diamond face,
and flawless alexandrite cuff links of the most perfect blue
weighing at least one point five carats each. He helped Steve
to put them on, then sprayed him with thousand dollar

cologne, combed his hair and bid him to follow to the lounge.
Steve was too bedazzled to refuse.

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