At the show's finale, Miss O had hoped to congratulate the fashion designer for his excellent new line, yet Monsieur Graham was busy attending to other guests, most of whom he saw but once a year. When Sexy at last made his way to Olivia's table, she did not hesitate to jump up and excitedly hug the diva of design. "The show was wonderful! Your corsets are sublime!" the Cybersybil congratulated. "I have another surprise for you, young lady. Ah, there you are, Juan Carlos...neither of you may have been aware that I happen to dabble in esoterica myself." "You do? Is that why you were at the Three Fish in Gisors?" Olivia queried. "Yes, I was there to receive a special ring that seems too small for my hand! Here, see if it fits your finger." The fashion designer produced a ruby ring carved in the shape of a wolf's head, handing the jewel to Olivia. "This piece was recovered from a secret chamber in an abbey in Brittany. Does it speak to you?" "JC, look, is that a jackal?" and Olivia gave the talisman to her escort. "Lupercus," the expert on wild dogs and their history stated. "Accept the jewel as a symbol that I am with you, Miss Cybersybil, on all your future forays," wise Lexi declared with a nudge of the elbow directed at Miss O's mid-section. "Lexi, you are too generous! Thank you! I'll keep it close to me - always," Olivia promised with a glimmer in her own eyes. "And you, Mr. Jackal man...you take good care of this dashing deb, understand?" "Sure Sexy, I am the son of Eros, after all...it's my pleasure to be in any damsel's service..." "With that attitude, you might end up being the son of Sore...by the way, is it really true about you and all those wives?" "How about a nightcap at La Dionysionne?" Juan Carlos inquired, hastily changing the subject. "I'm there," Olivia agreed, hoping to convince Lexi to lend them some more of his excellent company. "Let me find Bruce and we'll take the limo..." "Lexi, did you know that the name Le Furet means Ferret, not furious?" Olivia interrupted in a low tone directed in her friend's direction. "Really? As in minky weasel? Well if your assassin boy toy can be the Jackal of the Jackasses, then I suppose I can be the Ferret of Fashion, n'est-ce pas?" "Why not?" Olivia laughed along with Lexi, leaving the competent Scorpio Sisters in control of the crowd. "Have you heard anything from dear Duke?" she whispered as they made for the white carriage. "Where's that stupid Donna Juanita?" Stingray called out courtesy of an open mike. "I have a lovely leopard corset for her, right here!"    Text Copyright © 1999 - 2005 cybersybils.com All rights reserved.