<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/qCugVbF.png) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Dianne du Monde</span> </strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center">_____<br/><strong>Dominatrix of the World<br/>Queen of Diamonds</strong></div></div></div><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Pvoznfl.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> Danai</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Dianne Devotee</span></strong></div></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> I enter the coffee shop.  I get a nod from my observer (spy) which she knows will not be acknowledged.<br/><br/>Walking to the table, I sit down.  “Care to explain how that phone has gotten in your possession?” <br/><br/>I stare at the two.<br/><br/>I don’t turn to look at Amanda and Danai who are standing slightly back, not easily reachable but easily available to enter a fray.<br/><br/><br/></span><div class="floatright">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/f9a1/cet6epcotie37z46g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Amanda</span></strong></div></div><br/>