He'd made it sound as if he'd conquered Mount Everest and had given a
blow-by-blow description of events -- as he remembered them, of course --
including their bedroom activities, some of which had sounded greatly
embellished.
No, there'd be no playing with Frank. Never with Frank.
Mandi let herself into room 426 and tossed her purse on the bed, then she
began taking off her clothes as she ran hot water in the bathtub and added some
bubblebath.
She wasn't tired and didn't have any aches or pains or frustrations to soak
away. Mandi just liked bubblebaths and the private, quiet time they provided.
It was also an opportunity to see what all had been issued with her
DragonCon badge, which was clipped to a plastic bag someone had delivered and
placed on the bed.
Mandi picked the goodie-bag up and peeked inside, then took it into the
bathroom. After getting comfortable in the tub, she spent the next half hour
reviewing convention literature.
The big, glossy-covered guide said there'd be several stars from TV shows
and movies signing autographs, as well as a host of artists and authors.
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