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Sheila followed the porter into the hotel room. She watched him as he set down her baggage on the huge double bed. As soon as he left the room, she removed her clothing and headed for the bathroom. For the next twenty minutes she stood in the shower and let the warm jets of water massage her soft flesh.After she dried herself, Sheila fell heavily onto the bed. She was completely exhausted. She sighed and stretched. The shower was absolutely divine, she told herself. Just what she needed. After all, it had been quite a trip. Six hundred miles in less than ten hours. And it was not quite over. There was still another hundred miles to go. Her sister lived in Las Vegas. Oh well, she thought. The...