<div class="floatleft">(http://i65.tinypic.com/10ok2sy.jpg) <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/>Gigi returns once Jaclyn has been placed in the car.  She confirms that Jaclyn was not spoken to nor touched.  An image planted hopefully—that there is a wall between all things du Monde.<br/><br/>Cara comes in later and reports that Jaclyn checked into the hotel.  That, as I knew, she was already registered by the diamond prestidigitator Warcaof (do you feel clever still Peter?).<br/><br/>I nod at the two and leave the room.  Other matters to be tended to.  When will the<em>polizei</em>departments run amok with all their uncoordinated efforts?<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i67.tinypic.com/10dywea.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Gigi</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> DdM ‘Masseuse’ <br/></strong></div></div></div><br/>Cara has returned and now Mistress has left the room.  I whisper to Cara,<em>“She kept calling Mistress Dianne!”</em>Sure that we’re alone, I continue in a normal voice, “If it were me, I’d have put her in a cage.  Left her there to figure things out.”  I shake my head.  “I don’t get why the Mistress didn’t let me do that.”<br/><br/>And one more thing, “She wouldn’t confess that the FAI was flipping her.  Bad move.  Mistress knows.  Just don’t lie!  I mean c’mon!”<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i65.tinypic.com/2qvup9d.jpg) <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Cara</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> DdM Assistant <br/></strong></div></div></div><br/>I nod as Gigi expresses her shock.<br/><br/>I’ve been taught not to be jealous, but I can’t help to think that this Vajayjay is good riddance.  I don’t have to worry about her finding favor with the Mistress.<br/><br/>“Danai said that the Mistress saw ‘possibilities’ when she carried the necklace with the major diamond through the airport.  The carrier, our<em>famous</em>now excommunicated girl, didn’t know the details of her work, but she seemed to have possibilities.  Danai said the escape was high adrenaline.  Maybe Mistress wanted to groom her.”<br/><br/>I smile at Gigi.  “Time to retire right?”  Gigi smiles at that question and I smile back.<br/>