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His ‘yes, ma’am’ reply and meek look suggested that he may well be inclined to drop in for reasons other than his professional duties. But when he returned our tickets, I noticed that the greenbacks had disappeared. Our privacy would be respected unless, of course, I invited him in for a talk... In one sizable trunk I located the expensive suspension harness I had purchased years before. The lounge appeared to be a likely area for its use and I decided to divert James’ attention by showing him his new restraints. I returned to the lounge car to find James dutifully preparing the Champagne with, of course, only one glass. Since it dampens the libido, I had denied James all alcohol for weeks and he knew not to even ask for a sip. With just a nod he poured a glass and I gave the lounge a