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or　may　not　determine　my　entire　near　future。　Wish　me　luck！

You　know　you　love　me。

gossip　girl

romancing　the　stoner

？We　can　ask　the　butler　to　take　his　clothes　off　and　play　the　piano　for　us；？　Georgie　told　Nate。　？He

does　whatever　I　tell　him　to。？

When　group　therapy　had　been　over　and　it　was　time　for　the　outpatients　to　go　home；　the　storm　had

already　been　so　bad；　Nate　couldn？t　get　a　car　to　take　him　to　the　station；　so　Georgie　had　offered　to

give　him　a　ride。　Then　when　they？d　gotten　to　the　station　the　trains　had　stopped　running；　so　the

ever…acmodating　Georgie　had　taken　Nate　home　to　her　house　in　her　bodyguard…driven　black

Range　Rover。　Now　they　were　sitting　on　the　floor　of　her　enormous；　luxurious　bedroom；　getting

stoned　as　they　watched　the　snow　pile　up　on　the　skylight　overhead。

The　Upper　East　Side　town　house　Nate　had　grown　up　in　was　four　stories　high　and　had　its　own

elevator　and　a　twenty…four…hour　cook。　But　Georgie？s　Greenwich；　Connecticut；　mansion　had

something　his　family？s　town　house　didn？t？vast　amounts　of　space　inside；　and　acres　of　land　around

the　house。　It　was　like　a　city　unto　itself；　and　Georgie　had　her　own　private　borough　where　she　could

do　absolutely　whatever　she　pleased　while　her　ancient　English　nanny　was　in　bed　watching　BBC

America　and　the　other　servants　were　doing　their　jobs　in　the　other　boroughs。　Georgie？s　bathroom

even　had　a　Roman　daybed　in　it　for　lounging　on　while　she　waited　for　her　twelve…foot…wide　marble

Jacuzzi　to　fill　up。

？Or　we　could　have　crazy　loud　sex　on　the　stairs；？　Georgie　added。　？That　would　really　drive　the

staff　nuts。？

Nate　leaned　his　head　back　against　the　footboard　of　Georgie？s　four…poster　king…sized　bed