<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155547199521087779</id><updated>2011-12-03T22:35:02.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Janay and I'm a simaholic. (Hello Janay...)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingfrenchtoast.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8155547199521087779/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingfrenchtoast.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Janay82</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07169719773135699088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f5pRzwnyS4Y/Ts57jXmRB6I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/EOHfdprmmE8/s220/Screenshot-389.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155547199521087779.post-3674548082691195018</id><published>2011-12-03T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T22:35:02.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3bQVy5CwL0/TtsJbDsZt2I/AAAAAAAAABw/d3RK9Lrtd5s/s1600/Screenshot-484.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3bQVy5CwL0/TtsJbDsZt2I/AAAAAAAAABw/d3RK9Lrtd5s/s320/Screenshot-484.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After a month of living in Hidden Springs, the Carmodys were already a huge hit. They had become 3 star celebrities by now, and had a handful of friends. Not to mention, Charles was already half way up the corporate ladder to being a CEO. Things were good! They even decided to host&amp;nbsp;their first&amp;nbsp;formal party one night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xwI7Q02dc6Q/TtsKgZO7RaI/AAAAAAAAAB4/PNjjQEQGICo/s1600/Screenshot-491.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xwI7Q02dc6Q/TtsKgZO7RaI/AAAAAAAAAB4/PNjjQEQGICo/s320/Screenshot-491.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the guests left, Charles and Beatrice decided to have a romantic evening under the stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Charles," Beatrice said thoughtfully, "don't you think it's time we try to start our family?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"You want to have children already?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Already? We've been married for a year... we've had our fun and games. We're successful now. And I think we're ready."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2R8SiMdUKHU/TtsLZwyx5FI/AAAAAAAAACA/z00WYgW9aeY/s1600/Screenshot-493.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2R8SiMdUKHU/TtsLZwyx5FI/AAAAAAAAACA/z00WYgW9aeY/s320/Screenshot-493.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Charles smiled. "You're right. I would love to see&amp;nbsp;a cute little offspring running around. But not tonight, I'm far to tired from that party."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Whew," Beatrice yawned, "me too. Let's s hit the hay and try another day."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B4QiNh3ysGE/TtsMa4wMY9I/AAAAAAAAACI/mJ929JEoVxc/s1600/Screenshot-506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B4QiNh3ysGE/TtsMa4wMY9I/AAAAAAAAACI/mJ929JEoVxc/s320/Screenshot-506.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The next day, Beatrice went out to visit her friend Liam. Charles was left with the butress. Wanting to improve his relationship with her, he playfully pillowfighted for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DlkYmV4m-uA/TtsM_nTJz3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/5Tvyd1LCAOQ/s1600/Screenshot-512.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DlkYmV4m-uA/TtsM_nTJz3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/5Tvyd1LCAOQ/s320/Screenshot-512.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was becoming good friends with Julie. Of course that's all they were, so he didn't think much of it when he asked her for a back massage. After all, he had a long day. Why not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4_H0p17dE8w/TtsNXlpZlPI/AAAAAAAAACY/qlPYIm78AW0/s1600/Screenshot-514.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4_H0p17dE8w/TtsNXlpZlPI/AAAAAAAAACY/qlPYIm78AW0/s320/Screenshot-514.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"You know Julie, I've been thinking lately that you've been a great friend to me. So.. I got you these." Charles pulled out a bouquet of yellow roses.&amp;nbsp;She was in utter shock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I- I don't know what to say! Wow, they're beatiful." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Although Charles got yellow to be friendly, Julie took it another way. She started getting flirty with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I didn't get those to swoon you." Charles said defensively. "I'm not interested in cheating on my wife."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vsEmVv3mF1Y/TtsOmd70OrI/AAAAAAAAACg/VLDNNxsRFw8/s1600/Screenshot-518.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vsEmVv3mF1Y/TtsOmd70OrI/AAAAAAAAACg/VLDNNxsRFw8/s320/Screenshot-518.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meanwhile, Beatrice was having a nice night with Liam O'Dourke. She discovered that he's single, and living in an average home. Although she didn't typically like to be asociated with&amp;nbsp;fame leechers with nothing impressive going&amp;nbsp;for them, she really admired&amp;nbsp;Liam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UzJJU79nEPE/TtsPQ-XW4wI/AAAAAAAAACo/CyF6m-tpAKA/s1600/Screenshot-520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UzJJU79nEPE/TtsPQ-XW4wI/AAAAAAAAACo/CyF6m-tpAKA/s320/Screenshot-520.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She also discovered he's a hopeless romantic after watching some silly romance movies with him. Beatrice was unamused by the tv, but found Liam's enjoyment of it quite funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQCGBnV21B0/TtsPtTgMT4I/AAAAAAAAACw/iGGxliQ3Au8/s1600/Screenshot-521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQCGBnV21B0/TtsPtTgMT4I/AAAAAAAAACw/iGGxliQ3Au8/s320/Screenshot-521.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That night when Beatrice returned, she found Charles waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Hello hunny, I'm home!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Charles immediately took her hands. "Are you ready?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"To have a baby? Oh yes Charles, I've been waiting forever to be a mother!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGulJ9xDao4/TtsQmpkgsuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Zwh8dvZVDZU/s1600/Screenshot-531.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGulJ9xDao4/TtsQmpkgsuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Zwh8dvZVDZU/s320/Screenshot-531.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I love you, Beatrice."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They embraced, finally ready to have a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-opZNnZTbNPQ/TtsRCQ3JXmI/AAAAAAAAADA/CNF8xIEPinU/s1600/Screenshot-536.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-opZNnZTbNPQ/TtsRCQ3JXmI/AAAAAAAAADA/CNF8xIEPinU/s320/Screenshot-536.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sure enough, Beatrice vomited unexpectedly into the neighbor's toilet as she visited them the next day. She was hopeful that this was a sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YqFCw_V69wo/TtsRdywJp3I/AAAAAAAAADI/3iAV4Vy4PkE/s1600/Screenshot-550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YqFCw_V69wo/TtsRdywJp3I/AAAAAAAAADI/3iAV4Vy4PkE/s320/Screenshot-550.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't until later that night that she knew without a doubt, that she was pregnant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qnkzNRNLLZY/TtsR5lyTF6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/8TMhLdwsCLE/s1600/Screenshot-553.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qnkzNRNLLZY/TtsR5lyTF6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/8TMhLdwsCLE/s320/Screenshot-553.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She told Charles in the morning, who was excited to hear the news. They both were eager to read pregnancy books and prepare for the little bundle of joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--APVyzUWOLg/TtsSOrb2UXI/AAAAAAAAADY/D8LUeDtOrKw/s1600/Screenshot-554.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--APVyzUWOLg/TtsSOrb2UXI/AAAAAAAAADY/D8LUeDtOrKw/s320/Screenshot-554.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Right away, he felt her tummy for signs of life. It was only a matter of time before the baby would be here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q477Wd-NXAQ/TtsTmChmC8I/AAAAAAAAADg/w0BGezN69to/s1600/Screenshot-558.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q477Wd-NXAQ/TtsTmChmC8I/AAAAAAAAADg/w0BGezN69to/s320/Screenshot-558.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8gvz-LXMyNA/TtsTwfVj-RI/AAAAAAAAADo/_9H5_xjxKJY/s1600/Screenshot-565.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8gvz-LXMyNA/TtsTwfVj-RI/AAAAAAAAADo/_9H5_xjxKJY/s320/Screenshot-565.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yMJXh2gQXmo/TtsUE3UKHaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/NgahntZnNXM/s1600/Screenshot-569.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yMJXh2gQXmo/TtsUE3UKHaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/NgahntZnNXM/s320/Screenshot-569.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Over the next several months, Beatrice proudly shared her pregnancy with others. She was glowing with joy as she prepared for being a mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you like this story, please leave a comment! I would love suggestions or any feedback, really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8155547199521087779-3674548082691195018?l=flyingfrenchtoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingfrenchtoast.blogspot.com/feeds/3674548082691195018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingfrenchtoast.blogspot.com/2011/12/after-month-of-living-in-hidden-springs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8155547199521087779/posts/default/3674548082691195018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8155547199521087779/posts/default/3674548082691195018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingfrenchtoast.blogspot.com/2011/12/after-month-of-living-in-hidden-springs.html' title=''/><author><name>Janay82</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07169719773135699088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f5pRzwnyS4Y/Ts57jXmRB6I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/EOHfdprmmE8/s220/Screenshot-389.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3bQVy5CwL0/TtsJbDsZt2I/AAAAAAAAABw/d3RK9Lrtd5s/s72-c/Screenshot-484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155547199521087779.post-5608783066209518179</id><published>2011-11-24T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T11:01:39.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rich and Regal 1</title><content type='html'>Hidden Springs is the town of the rich and famous. Everything is pristine and propper and peaceful. It's 1912, and with a new rich and famous couple moving in- things are about to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T2cMV1YAGFc/Ts5-Ry9QSzI/AAAAAAAAABA/9HW6zETfrEE/s1600/Screenshot-394.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T2cMV1YAGFc/Ts5-Ry9QSzI/AAAAAAAAABA/9HW6zETfrEE/s320/Screenshot-394.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Beatrice Carmody. Her father was a famous surgeon, so she was raised believing fame and fortune is the way to a&amp;nbsp;fabulous life.&amp;nbsp;She turned out to be a&amp;nbsp;dramatic snob who gets very upset when she doesn't get her way. However, she is particularly good at flattery, so she makes friends easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mwCHlwVjUU/Ts5_X2w-SKI/AAAAAAAAABI/BFtaEi8gyYM/s1600/Screenshot-395.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mwCHlwVjUU/Ts5_X2w-SKI/AAAAAAAAABI/BFtaEi8gyYM/s320/Screenshot-395.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now meet Charles Carmody, the husband of Beatrice. He is every woman's dream.&amp;nbsp;He is charasmatic, flirty, and quite the schmoozer, making for the ultimate charming young lad. His father&amp;nbsp;was the CEO of a big business and it appears Charles is following very closely in his father's footsetps. He is ambitious and very dedicated to his work. It's only a matter of time before he takes over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1RA-LXcsU7M/Ts6EcZz1j_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/GmZdwCsHaGY/s1600/Screenshot-405.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1RA-LXcsU7M/Ts6EcZz1j_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/GmZdwCsHaGY/s320/Screenshot-405.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first day of moving in, and Beatrice decides to go out and meet people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Hello there miss," Beatrice said to a woman by the grocery store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Who are you?" The woman replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm Beatrice Carmody. My husband and I just moved in. We are very wealthy- you should see our house," Beatrice said in a superior tone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I like your additude." They were obviously both snobs.&amp;nbsp;"My name is Genevieve Colby. My husband is a CEO here."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Oh really?" Beatrice knew there would be competition between them and their husbands. Afterall, Charles' dream is to be a CEO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-obbtunVfJss/Ts6GaOXrRDI/AAAAAAAAABY/Lrwg5DRwQVI/s1600/Screenshot-416.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-obbtunVfJss/Ts6GaOXrRDI/AAAAAAAAABY/Lrwg5DRwQVI/s320/Screenshot-416.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meanwhile, Charles highered a buttress named Julie Iverson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"It's nice to meet you, Julie. Your resume was fantastic. Now, I expect that you will do all of the cooking and cleaning around here. You can only have fun or sleep after you've completed all the chores. We left you a very nice room on the 3rd floor and we're offering a generous salary. You best be doing a respectable job."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Yes sir. I expect you will treat me with kindness though, or I'll leave."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Oh don't worry, I will." Charles winked before he walked away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5CBsFzLdh8/Ts6IS3QWFwI/AAAAAAAAABg/SpeIIflYfmM/s1600/Screenshot-418.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5CBsFzLdh8/Ts6IS3QWFwI/AAAAAAAAABg/SpeIIflYfmM/s320/Screenshot-418.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That evening, when Beatrice came home after becoming friends with Genevieve, Charles proposed they go out for dinner. It was a chance to check out the night life in Hidden Springs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbHGS14N6-8/Ts6LzEf8zVI/AAAAAAAAABo/b_TgqS4j7cA/s1600/Screenshot-445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbHGS14N6-8/Ts6LzEf8zVI/AAAAAAAAABo/b_TgqS4j7cA/s320/Screenshot-445.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While there, the Carmody's spotted Catarine Vanderburg and her husband. Of course, they got autographs. They couldn't believe how many famous people were around at night. As Beatrice ate her cheese plate, she thought about how great it would be to be one of them, getting photographs taken and discounts at every store. Her lust for fame continued. That night, Beatrice vowed to herself that soon, everyone would know who the Carmody's were. 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