Janet forced a smile at the drunken host, then a grin. She imagined posting poctires of the host on MySpace.  This will be fun... And cruel, she thoght, happy her phone had a camera.<br/><br/>"OK!  Deal!  Let's entertain our host!"<br/><br/>She traced a foot across the dealer,s calf and smiled at him.  The host was cute, but the dealer and Hillary were hot.