"Hmm," said Jim thoughtfully. "Are you absolutely sure?" "Yes, absolutely." "In that case the advertisement I cut out of the paper this morning might interest you. It's in the pocket of my jeans. Let me go and get it." He got out of the bath, towelled himself off, and then went out of the room. In a moment he came back with a crumpled clipping from a newspaper, which he passed to Sharon.
The advert read as follows:
Eccentric millionaire looking for young, attractive girls without either dependants or scruples to come and stay at his home - a medieval castle - for six months. The successful applicants will not be asked to do anything illegal and will not suffer any serious physical harm, though humiliation, pain and discomfort are possible - indeed highly likely. Apart from that, anything goes, including sex with whoever I nominate. You will effectively be my slave. You will not be allowed to contact the outside world during the six months except in the event of a genuine emergency. Any who last the six months will receive 500,000 dollars each at the end of the period. Any dropping out before that will get nothing. Send application with photo to Box 123.
Sun Feb 25 12:32:11 2001