Since every man Brooke has chosen is as handsome or more handsome (Dave, Connor, Grant, & ERIC) than Ridge, Bell has canned. With the exception of Eric, Maybe Bell will hook up Brooke with the old Hunchback himself. The Hunch wouldn't be a real threat to Ridge or his cheekbones. And maybe he can outlast his 3 year contract. I know Hunch wouldn't be much to look at ad his table manners at the Cafe Russe will leave something to be desired but at least he could be the bold in The Bold and the Beautiful. He would be totally devoted to Brooke and she would have to compete with another woman for his attention, with the exception maybe of Darla who also has hit a dry spell in the man department. Taylor will probably swiss her flat butt around him but old Hunch won't give her a second look with his one good eye. He will only have eye for Brooke. Ridge can still maintain his status as the best looking man in LA. And Brooke and the Hunchback won't be a threat to the real supercouple Ridge and Taylor, except Brooke and the Hunch will probably have a more exciting sex life.

We're at the Cafe Russe for a double date with Brooke and the Hunchback and Ridge and Taylor. R & T are already at the table and are waiting the arrival of Brooke and Hunch. Finally they come in, Brooke is stunning in a form fitting black dress and Hunch is in two tuxedoes he had a friend of his to sew together for him. Unfortunately he wasn't a tailor so the two extra sleeves are hanging loosely in the back and are flapping as Quasimodo walks in dragging his mangled left leg behind him. Halfway through the dinner and after a few dances the ladies excuse themselves to go the powder room, leaving Ridge and Hunch alone.

Ridge: "I saw you dancing with Logan."

Hunch: "Who's Logan'.

Ridge: "That's Brooke That's what I call her."

Hunch: "Why?"

Ridge: "I don't know because I'm a moron, that's beside the point. I just want to have a man to beast talk with you about Brooke. I want you to dump her tonight, I don't like what is happening to Brooke. She doesn't pay me any attention anymore and I want her devotion to be to me and not you. I am very upset and I found a grey hair to boot'. Hunch replies' oh grow up you geriatric playboy, Brooke is mine in every way if you get my drift, we have done it all'. Ridge says 'are you telling me you have done the deed with my Logan?'.

Hunch: "Yes didn't you notice how she was dancing with me?"

Ridge: "Yes she was really working your hump, I was jealous'.

Hunch: "Well Ridge you didn't want her to have anyone handsome so she's with me now. And she says that I’m the best lover she has ever had. The Ladies love me, even Taylor had her hand on my hump when you weren't looking. They can't get enough of me."

The ladies return and Ridge is so angry that both his ladies like Hunch.

Ridge: "Come on Doc we're leaving, goodnight you two."

Brooke: "Goodnight I'll see you at the office tomorrow, Ridge."

R & T leave and Brooke and Hunch dance some more. Brooke is so happy as Hunch holds her tightly. They are soooooo in love. THE END.

With a hope that Peaches will forgive me, I will continue her saga...

Well, Quasimodo was quite tired the day after... That Brooke is a hard-worker, he thought to himself. So he decided to stay in bed - in the house Ridge bought for Brooke at some point - and Brooke went to work. Well, truth to be told, Quasimodo did not have a job in Beverly Hills. The churches already had bell-boys and he was discriminated against just about anywhere else. So he was laying around in bed, when the door opened. Taylor Hamilton Hayes Forrester Forrester - yep, Ms. Plastic Princess herself - walked in through the door. True to the way of the Bold and the Beautiful, she of course neither knocked nor waited to be let in. And of course the door was open...

She made her way into Brookes Bedroom, teeth grinding. Once more Brooke had managed to get a man - and it was not one of her rejects! Well, that was to be changed. She was wearing her sexiest 'tempt them, tease them but never give in' outfit when she stepped into the bedroom. Quasimodo was lying on his back, pretending to be asleep. Taylor, convinced of her own perfect beauty and the seductive power of her voice, leaned over Quasimodo and whispered: 'Love me you brute!' Of course she never really intended to go

through with it, as he was obviously not a virgin and there was no real threat to their lives that she could blame in the morning, but she wanted him to want it - BAD! But being so close to a masculine body with ... more ... adequate equipment than her ageing husband, her body took over. Most likely it was a perfume in the room that Brooke had deviously set up as a trap to make her sin - but then she would be instantly absolved of her sins, as it was Brookes fault - and merrily, she jumped into bed with Quasimodo...

Quasimodo, who was a sensible man, obliged the lady's needs - twice – and then told her to get out so he could get some rest - he had a date with Brooke that night. Taylor, hysterical with the implication that he might tell Brooke, hurried to the police to report the rape she had just been a victim of... twice. Of course, at first the police officer did not believe Taylor - she was dressed to kill and did not look ravished - but then Taylor called Stephanie, who used her usual logic (?) to explain how of course Taylor was innocent of anything... including the murder of JFK.

Ok, dear Quasimodo was in trouble. Taylor had made her case with the help of her dear friend Stephanie, so he was now charged with two counts of rape. Luckily, Brooke had just had this kinky camera installed, taping the happenings of her Bedroom - for inspiration, she said... So Quasimodo was released and ... well, Stephanie and Taylor wiggled their way out of charges of false accusations. But RIDGE!!! Boy, was he mad at Quasimodo. Of course Taylor was the innocent, pregnant mother of his unborn child - of course

Quasimodo had drugged Taylor and raped her - and of course Brooke was at fault, like Mommy Dearest said!!! So he charged over to Brookes house, banged the door open in his usual charming style and hunted down poor (more-or-less) innocent Quasimodo - and then Ridge broke his delicate designer hands on Quasimodo's jaw...

Well, as Quasimodo himself said: 'When you are done, I get to hit you once...' Once was enough. Ridge, who has never seemed a sturdy character, dropped to the floor as a result of a (broken) glass jaw. Poor Ridgey-poo! Brooke being Brooke came home at that instant and took the poor, hurt hero to the hospital - and told him to stay the F... out of her house or she would get a restraining order!!! Then she went home, gave Quasimodo a hug and said the rest of her thanks in her bedroom...

In the meantime, Taylor was furious! She had had some of the best ... afternoon entertainment ... she ever had and the BEAST had turned her down afterwards! Brooke would get to pay for this! She would... Well, she thought at first that she would take Ridge away from her, but then, she already had. Then she thought she would make Brooke miscarry Ridge's child - but she already did that. Then she came up with the ULTIMATE revenge!!! She would give Ridge to Brooke!!! Brooke always claimed that he was her soulmate, so now she could have him - and Taylor would get Quasimodo, because the Plastic Princess always gets what she wants.

Happily scheming her little heart away, she called Stephanie...

From last time we remember that Taylor has decided to give Ridge back to Brooke. Then she could get Quasimodo who had been so kind to give her the best afternoon entertainment she ever had. Having decided this, she calls Stephanie for help.

'Stephanie,' says Taylor, 'Brooke has just gone too far this time. First she made me sleep with her lover Quasimodo, and then she had the nerve to videotape the whole séance so that my rape charges didn't stick. We have to teach her a lesson.' 'Of course,' says Stephanie. 'Brooke had no right flaunting her lover in front of you, giving you undesirable urges and making you act like a tramp. You're right. Brooke has to pay for this. Do you have any ideas?' 'Yes,' says Taylor. 'I've come to the conclusion that Brooke doesn't deserve Quasimodo.' 'Of course she doesn't,' says Stephanie. 'That slut doesn't deserve any man.' 'That's why I've decided to take Quasimodo away from her,' says Taylor. 'She has him completely under her spell though,

so it would take a superwoman to lure him away from her. I know of only one woman who can do it.' 'So do I,' says Stephanie. 'It would have to be a burden you put upon yourself.' 'I'm so glad you agree,' says Taylor. 'Ridge doesn't have to know,' says Stephanie. 'He'll have to stay in the hospital a couple of days b/c of his broken glass jaw. I'll help you keep the truth from him.'

Taylor leaves Stephanie's house very happy with herself. Now she is completely covered. She can go after Quasimodo, and if the unthinkable should happen and she has no luck with him, she can return to Ridge. Thanks to Stephanie he will never know the truth. And if she gets her way with the randy monster, then Brooke can just have Ridge as she will no longer need him and his... hm, mediocre equipment. Easy at heart Taylor heads over to Brooke's house to pay Quasimodo a visit.

Meanwhile Stephanie has been thinking. Maybe Taylor needs help with this Quasimodo character. She decides to go over to Brooke's house to see if there is anything she can do to help. Entering Brooke's house she hears some unmistakable sounds. 'If that is Brooke and the Hunchback doing the horizontal tango, I have to stop them. I can't have him all exhausted when my Taylor comes to visit.' Stephanie heads for Brooke's bedroom, and without knocking she enters. The pair in the bed raises their heads. 'Stephanie!'

gasps Taylor – red in her face and breathing heavily. 'Oh, Taylor, it's you! I was afraid it was Brooke,' says Stephanie. 'I just wanted to see if there was anything I could do to help.' 'No,' says Taylor still breathing heavily, 'I think I can manage. Go away, Stephanie!' But Stephanie can't get her eyes away from the monster's hump and his... hm, well equipped area. She is starting to feel things she hasn't felt in years. 'Taylooooor,' she says, 'I think you need to fix your make up. Your mascara is running, your lipstick is smudged and you could really need a round with the powderpuff.' 'Iiick, why didn't you say so right away!' cries Taylor and runs for the bathroom.

Stephanie takes the opportunity and heads for the brute in the bed. She doesn't quite know what to say, but being a ladies friend Quasimodo instinctively knows what she wants and he generously provides his own special medicine. When Taylor returns from the bathroom a couple of hours later, Stephanie is exhausted and quite willing to let Taylor step back into bed. She herself heads for the office and there she surprises everybody by being nice and friendly all day. She even greets Brooke with a smile and a happy 'good morning', making the latter turn her head to see if that really was Stephanie she passed in the hallway and not someone else.

Back in Brooke's bed, the Hunchback is getting bored. This dark haired, over make-uped woman next to him is starting to get on his nerves. All she does is talk about all the compliments she has got over the last couple of days. He is starting to worry that she won't stop until she has covered all the years back to her birth. 'Hey, you! Brag queen!' shouts Quasimodo, 'Don't you have anything else to talk about?' 'Of course, I do. Maybe you would like to hear about all my good deeds or about my amazing capabilities as a psychiatrist?' 'No, please spare me,' begs Quasimodo. 'Then I have the perfect subject for you. I'm always at my best when I discuss Brooke. It always works wonders when it comes to getting my husband attention.' Taylor is getting aroused. 'Maybe we can go for one more round and while we're doing it, I will accidentally bring Brooke's name up, and we can talk about how delusional she is thinking that you have any interest in her.'

'THAT'S ENOUGH,' says the Hunchback in a deep voice cold as ice. 'I will not have you badmouthing Brooke in her own bed. Here I am trying to help you boring Beverly Hills wives to get your pathetic sex lives back on track, and this is the thanks I get? Get out and don't bother to come back!' He throws Taylor's clothes at her, and she reluctantly starts to dress. 'But you have it all wrong,' she pleads with him. ' I'm the good person on this show, not Brooke. Ask who ever you want! Except the people at Beth's board,' she adds quickly. 'They have all their info wrong and can't be trusted.' Quasimodo is not budging. He orders her once more to go. Taylor suddenly puts her head down to her knees. 'What the hell is she up to now?' the Hunchback thinks to himself. He is quite amused when he discovers that she has a brush in her hand and is frantically brushing her hair. When Taylor thinks the volume of her hair is satisfactory, she gets her lipstick from her purse and applies a generous amount on her lips. She turns around to Quasimodo and says with a seductive voice: 'What do you say now?' 'Well, I'm no shrink, but I would say you have a screw loose,' he says. Taylor stamps her foot, cries a perfect tear and runs out of the house. 'I'll find Stephanie. She will help me,' she says to herself.

Meanwhile, Stephanie is walking around at Forrester Creation with a silly grin on her face. Eric asks her if she is feeling all right, and Stephanie says that she's never felt better. She finally finds herself in front of Brooke's office door. She knocks and enters. 'Halloo, Brooke,' she says. 'What is it now, Stephanie?' asks Brooke in a tired voice. 'I don't have time for another fight with you.' Stephanie smiles her silly smile and says, 'I'm not here to quarrel. I was just wondering if you had any lingerie from your Bedroom Collection that would fit someone my size.' 'Stephanie!? ' says Brooke in a shocked voice. 'Are you sure you're feeling all right?' 'Never felt better!' Stephanie claims. 'I was thinking about going out on the town tonight, and I want to be dressed for every possibility.' Brooke tries to hide her surprise and says: 'Well, in that case come with me. I have the perfect garment for you.' Later, when Stephanie leaves Brooke's office, she says over her shoulder: 'BTW, that Hunchback of yours is quite a catch. You keep on to that man!' Brooke is left behind with an open mouth and a puzzled look on her face. Then she starts to laugh so hard her tears are rolling. 'I wonder want she ate for breakfast,' she says. 'It wouldn't by any chance be a Quasimodo Surprise with a hump on the side?' Of course, Brooke knew all about the Hunchback's extra job as a sex therapist for BH wives. And being a generous woman, she was not jealous. In fact in all of BH there probably wasn't a woman who had needed Quasimodo's services more than Stephanie. 'Good for her!' says Brooke and returns to her work.

In the evening Brooke comes home from work. Quasimodo has prepared a candle light dinner out by the pool. ’Let’s go skinny dipping first,’ Brooke suggests, and so they do. Afterwards they share a passionate moment (or two) in the shallow end of the pool. Brooke then asks Quasimodo how his day has been as she gently massages his hump. ’Interesting!’ says the Hunchback. ’ Your former mother-in-law paid me a visit.’ Brooke laughs and says: ’I thought she had been here. That must have been quite a challenge – even for you.’ ’Yeah,’ says Quasimodo, ’that woman was really something. She had so much frustration and anger in her body, it took me two hours to unwind her. But I tell you, when she left she was soft as a marsh mellow.’ ’And that’s no exaggeration!’ says Brooke. ’Nobody at work recognised her, she was being so nice to everybody.’ ’Well, I’m glad I could help her,’ says Quasimodo, ’but my days as a sex therapist are definitely over. I do NOT want to have any more visits from the likes of Taylor. I would be bored to death. From now on there’s only one woman who will have the pleasure of my expertise, and that woman is you, Brooke.’ As he speaks these last words his appearance starts to change.

You see, the Hunchback is really an English duke, known as a notorious womaniser. Having deflowered half of the débutantes in London year after year, the English nobility was so mad at him that for his own sake (as the nobility was about to lynch him) a good witch put a spell on him. He had to live as a Hunchback until he was ready to commit to one and only one woman. Having found this woman in Brooke Logan, the spell is reversed, and now he can reveal himself in all his glory. He is tall, dark and handsome. Brooke has never in all her life seen such a combination of beauty and strength in a man. After a while, when she regains her ability to speak, Brooke asks: ’Quasimodo, is that really you?’ ’Yes,’ says the stud, ’but my real name is Nicholas Westmoreland.’ He tells the story about the witch’s spell, and Brooke listens with big eyes.

After having finished his story, Nicholas asks Brooke: ’I hope my looks aren’t a disappointment to you. I know it takes a lot to compete with the Ken-doll-looks of Ridge.’ ’Ridge who???’ asks Brooke. Her mind is completely blank. She can’t think of anything else than how much she is looking forward to exploring her lover’s new body. ’I think I will call in sick for the next week,’ she says, before she with great eagerness goes ahead with her new task in life.

No, it doesn’t have to be over yet. But maybe someone else can pick up the thread?

- What happens to Stephanie on her night out on the town? What if she meets Sally and they end up at a male strip bar?

- What is Stephanie’s response when Taylor comes crying to her for help? Is she as eager to help her as before, or does she have other things to do?

- What is Ridge’s reaction when he comes out of the hospital and discovers that the Hunchback has turned into a stud and that Brooke doesn’t have any time for him, preoccupied as she is in the arms of the very same stud? And how does Ridge react when his mother will hear nothing ill about the former Hunchback? Is his whole existence falling apart?

- What is Taylor’s reaction when she sees Brooke’s transformed lover? Have the world ever witnessed such jealousy?

- Speaking of Taylor - she is pregnant. Is it Ridge’s child or did she lie when she told him she was pregnant, making the Hunchback a possible father?

Or maybe the father is the 19 year old pool boy she took advantage of when Quasimodo turned her down?

From last: Quasimodo swore ever lasting love for Brooke and transformed into an handsome English duke who had been put under a spell by a good witch to safe his neck from being lynched by the English aristocracy after having deflowered a good half of London’s débutantes – deep breath.

After a loooong night of steaming hot passion Brooke and the duke finally got out of... the pool. 'I can't believe we never made it to the bedroom, Quasi – oh, I'm sorry, I mean Nicholas!' says Brooke. 'That's all right, ' says the duke, 'You can call me Quasi - I've sort of grown attached to that name.' (As have the readers of Beth's board probably too ;-) 'Well, I guess dinner is cold,' he adds. 'Lets go out for breakfast. How does Café Russe sound?' 'That sounds just wonderful,' says Brooke and gazes admiringly at Quasimodo's body as he climbs out of the pool. When she is about to climb out herself, she notices that half the water is missing. 'That's odd,' she thinks to herself. 'Well, it was a warm night. It must have vaporised.' (Of course, we all know why it was so warm… ;-)

Meanwhile, Stephanie is waking up… to a splitting headache. She puts her hand on her forehead and moans: 'My head! What happened last night?' She takes a look around the room. 'Where am I? This isn't my bedroom.' Then she hears a snoring sound from a second bed in the room. 'What the hell…?' she says. 'I'm not alone?' She goes to the other bed and pulls back the sheets. 'Sally!!??' she yells. 'What are you doing here?' Sally opens her eyes.

'Good morning, Stephanie,' she says. 'Don't you remember we bumped into each other last night at the Chippendales club downtown?' 'The Chippendales? You must be joking. I wouldn't be caught dead in a club like that, and you know it!' Stephanie says angrily. 'Well, I caught you, and you sure looked alive to me,' says Sally. 'In fact I had to restrain you from jumping up on stage and making a spectacle of yourself.'

Stephanie looks at Sally with a horrified look on her face. 'Oh, my God!' she says. 'It's all starting to come back to me. I remember – you dragged me to the bar and we drank tequila.' 'Correction, honey,' says Sally. 'We drank lots of tequila! And seeing the state it put you in, I thought it best we spend the night in a motel here downtown where nobody knows us.' 'That's good thinking, Sally. I guess I should thank you,' says Stephanie. 'Don't mention it, Stephanie. What are friends for? BTW I love your lingerie. Where ever did you get it?' Stephanie looks down her body at this revealing blue lace body that makes her look 20 years younger. 'I think Brooke gave it to me,' she says slowly. 'It's from her Bedroom collection.' Stephanie gets a wrinkle in her forehead as she can't understand how she can talk about Brooke so casually. Usually just thinking about Brooke makes her filled with hatred, but now she has no feelings like that at all. Actually quite the opposite. 'And how can I sit here talking to Sally like she was my best friend, when she is supposedly my sworn enemy?' Stephanie thinks to herself.

Sally says: 'I can see that last night's events have been hard on you. Let me call a cab to take you home.' An hour later, the two women say their goodbyes and take separate cabs back to Beverly Hills. Arriving at the Forrester Mansion, Stephanie sees a person rolled up in front of the door. As the cab drives closer the person awakes and stretches herself. It's Taylor. She has camped in front of the door waiting for Stephanie to return home. As Stephanie gets out of the car she runs towards her, tears rolling down her face.

'Stephanie,' she cries, 'something awful has happened. Quasimodo has rejected me. How could he? This is all Brooke's fault. She has poisoned his mind against me. You've got to help me!' Stephanie feels a sudden sting of resentment and says...

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Ok, in the last episode, Stephanie woke up beside Sally after a night in town. She then went home to find Taylor camped out at her doorstep.

As Stephanie gets out of the car she runs towards her, tears rolling down her face. 'Stephanie,' she cries, 'something awful has happened. Quasimodo has rejected me. How could he? This is all Brooke's fault. She has poisoned his mind against me. You've got to help me!' Stephanie feels a sudden sting of resentment and says...

"Taylor, your make-up is running. And besides, I think you should consider allowing Brooke to move on. After all, you have been whining and moaning that she was making a pass at Ridge ever since you married him in June. Now she is with another man and you better try to stay faithful to Ridge THIS time!"

Taylor, who realised that Stephanie was referring to the Big Bear incident, said: "But Stephanie, I thought we were going to forget all about that... I mean, I was just doing it to save James from the horrible fate of dying a virgin. It was after all one of my noblest deeds ever!"

"I know that is how you have re-written history to sound, but to me it was adultery. Not that there is anything essentially wrong with it..."

Stephanie's voice trails off as she thinks about her own affair with Clarke Garrison. "But..." she says, regaining her voice "Ridge deserves better than that. And besides, he has this strange idea that adultery is wrong - how do you think I got him to propose to you on the runway anyway? If he had not

been half mad with jealousy, I doubt if he would have used Brookes dress and Brookes ring for you. What do you think?"

"But... but.... Stephanie, don't you love me anymore?"

"Love you? Strange idea. Who said I ever did? I have only one love. I just thought you were better for Ridge than Brooke. And since I want him to have the best, I have been advocating you all the way. Now go home and be a babymaker - that is after all what you are being paid to be."

"Paid? Stephanieeeee!" Taylor's voice was a whine...

"Yes, paid. You are the unemployed babymaker for my son - who do you think pays your bills? Bill Gates? Hardly. The money comes from Forrester, a company Eric and I have worked to create - and which is being managed quite efficiently by Brooke. When did you last have patients? Hmmm - that's true, that is one of the secrets you asked me to hide for you. The board took away your license to practice because of unetiquecal behaviour with Pierce. Lucky that Ridge never heard about that, huh? I guess he would have been less grateful for your willingness to stay at home with Thomas if he knew. So go home and be worshipped like a saint."

"STEPHANIEEEEEEE!"

Stephanie turned away from the sobbing Taylor and went into her house. A little later humming could be heard through the open windows. "Unforgettable... that's what you are...".

'Unforgetable, hmm-hmm-hmm' Stephanie does a little twirl in front of the mirror on her way out the door. She almost trips over Taylor who hasn't moved.

'Stephanie! Please help me! You can't abandon me now. I have no other friends.'Taylor wailed.

'Taylor,' Stephanie said sternly.'Stop that whining and go home. Your makeup is ruined and your hair is flat. I'm going in to work and today I might actually do something besides yell at Brooke.It's been so long I don't remember what my job is!'

'OK Stephanie. Can I go see you at work so we can discuss how to get back at Brooke?'

'Whatever, Taylor.' Steph rolled her eyes and humming went to her car and left for Forrester.

Taylor ran home and started to redo her makeup and hair. If she hurried she might be done before lunch.

Brooke and Quasi were greeted warmly by the Maitre'D and seated. After they ordered they were left alone.

'Oh Quasi! I just can't believe the change that has comeover you! I swear you are my perfect dream man who I've waited my entire life for!'

'Brooke, you are my dream woman and I promise to take care of you and never take you for granted. I love you with my entire heart and life and soul.'

'Oh Quasi!' Brooke had tears in her eyes.

'I can only hope you feel the same way about me.'Quasi also had tears in his eyes.

'OH of course I do! You are my everything! Nobody has EVER made me feel the way you do! And not just in bed either! Although THAT'S wonderful.'

'Not even Ridge?'

'Who? Oh Ridge! Oh no! He always seemed to be on his way out the door 6 months after he walked in. i barely remember what my love for him felt like. in fact i don't think it was a mature adult love. I love you in the way a woman loves a man, a heart loves a heart,a soul loves a soul.'

'Then come away with me! We can make a life for ourselves somewhere that no Forrester will find us! What do you say?'Quasi holds her hand and looks deep into her eyes.

'Oh Quasi I..'

Meanwhile, at Forrester Creations:

Stephanie walks into Forrester and heads straight for Ridge's office.

'Hello my son!'

'What? OH Mother!' Ridge quickly puts Brooke's picture upside down on his desk.'You startled me. What are you doing here?'

'I have come to work.' She announced.

'Work?' Ridge stared.'But Mother, you haven't worked since you met Brooke! You've spent all of your time thwarting her schemes to get me.'

'Yes, I know. In fact that is why I have come to see you. I don't remember what my job is. I need you to tell me.'

'ME?? UMMM I don't remember either. Maybe we should ask Dad.' They went to Eric's office..

'Oh hello, Ridge! What are you...up..to...' Eric's voice trailed off as he saw Stephanie. 'Hello, Stephanie. What are you doing here?'

'Hello Eric. I came to work but have forgotten what my job is so I need you too tell me.'

'Oh, I see.' He glanced at Ridge and raised his eyebrow. Ridge shrugged.

'Well your job has always been....'

NEXT!!!

What will Brooke's answer be?

What was Stephanie's job?

What will Sally do now that she thinks she and Stephanie are friends? Will she continue to steal Forrester's designs?

Will Taylor finish getting ready before lunch???

At the Café Russe, Brooke was silenced by the small box, Quasimodo – no, Nicholas – was getting out of his pocket. He looked at her with those dark, brown eyes that can almost burn your soul away… and said:

"Brooke Logan, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife? Will you marry me?"

"Oh, Quasi… "

After that little intermezzo, we return to Forrester Creations, the office of Eric Forrester…

Eric is saying "Well your job has always been...."

"Yes", Stephanie breathes "what has my job always been?"

"Primarily", Eric continues, "to raise my children and participate in fundraisers."

"Is that all?" Stephanie is working her way back to her old self "What do I have an office here for then?"

"Well, for your secondary roles, of course, as… as…." Eric stumbles.

"Yes, go on?" Stephanie looks harshly at him.

"As our public relations officer…" It would seem that Eric remembers only too well a pressconference where Stephanie attacked Brooke.

"You are kidding?" says Stephanie.

"No, I wish I was…" Eric mumbles.

"But… I am not trained to be a PR officer!" Stephanie blurts out.

"I know" Eric says with a sad smile. "Believe me, I know."

"Well, is there any shows coming up that I should know about? I mean – if I am in charge of PR, I should start working on it right away."

"It’s just that…" Eric mutters, almost under his breath.

"Just that WHAT?" Stephanie says impatiently.

"I just hired a new public relations officer… she is starting today … and I told her she could have your office, since you did not use it anyway."

"WHAT!!! Who? She has to go." Stephanie heads for the door, mindless of Eric’s hands waving helplessly in the air.

"I am afraid that is too late, Stephanie" says Lauren, as she enters the office. "I am already here…"

Meanwhile, Taylor is not quite done with her make-up yet. It takes longer than usual because her mind is preoccupied with the fact that Stephanie was so cold to her. 'She has to help me get back at Brooke for stealing Quasi from me. Brooke should have known I always get the man I want - and I want Quasimodo!' she says and stomps her foot. All this thinking of Quasi makes her remember his wonderful... hm, bedside manners. She is starting to feel... (let's not go there ;-) 'What shall I do? This is terrible!' Taylor thinks to herself. 'Ridge is still in the hospital, so not even he can help me out. Maybe a swim in the pool will cool me off.' She heads for the pool, only to notice she's not the first one there. A young, handsome guy is there cleaning the pool. Taylor recognizes him as the new poolboy.

'Hi there!' Taylor says in a rusty, sexy voice. 'Oh, good morning, ma´am,' says the poolboy as he straightens himself. 'What was your name again?' Taylor asks as she gazes up and down his young… firm body. 'Antonio, ma´am,' the guy answers. 'Mmmm... italian?' Taylor asks as she discreetly licks her lips. 'Third generation, ma´am,' says Antonio. 'That'll do!' Taylor thinks to herself as she quickly decides that Stephanie can wait. Aloud she says in a seductive voice: 'There's no need to call me ma´am. You can call me Taylor.' Antonio slowly nodds his

head. He has been cleaning pools in Beverly Hills long enough to know exactly where this conversation is heading. 'Listen, Antonio - I have this little problem, and I was wondering if you could be a gentleman and help me out.' 'I'm here to serve, ma´am - eh, Taylor,' Antonio declares as he slowly walks the three small steps between him and Taylor.

'Serve, hmmm?' Taylor looks her pool boy up and down.'Oh you'll serve nicely.'she purrs.

Antonio watches her lick her lips and wonders what the heck he got himself into agreeing to work for the crazy Forresters. He knew though. He needed the money. and she wasn't a bad looking woman. He watched her from under hooded eyes as he got within a few steps of her. No, not bad at all. 'So, Antonio,' Taylor puts an accent on his name.'Are you...thirsty...by any chance? We have some lemonade...inside the house...would you like some?' 'Sure. That would be great.' The woman was so obviously in need of a lay it was funny.

'Oh good.'Taylor smiled what she thought of as her catlike smile. She walked toward the house expecting him to follow like a Dalmation puppy off to Cruella's. Looking at the pool and sighing he followed her into the house.

'Well, Brooke? Will you do me the honor of being my wife?'Nicholas gazed at her with deep love in his eyes.

'Oh Quasi. I don't know what to say. I never thought to marry again.' She looked at the ring and then up at him.

'Say yes, my Darling. Make me a happy man. Make us a happy couple.'

'Oh....YES! YES! I WILL marry you!'She reached for him over the table.

'Oh Brooke! You've made me the happiest man on Earth!' He stood up, grabbed her in his arms and spun her around. Lifting her clear off the floor he kissed her with all the love and passion of man in love.

'LAUREN???' Stephanie and Ridge say simultaneously.

'Yes, I hired her to be our new PR consultant. She's already started and is doing a fine job!'

'Why, thank you Eric!' Lauren walks in and sits down on the edge of his desk. Winking at Ridge she asked 'Stephanie? What are YOU doing here?'

'I came to do my job! You give it back to me! NOW!'

'Oh Steffie! I'm so sorry Darling! What canI do? I love my new job! I'm just not ready to give it up. Besides, it lets me spend more time with Eric and makes me a frontburner character!'

'Lauren! If you know what's good for you you'll give it back NOW! I mean it!'

'NO!'

'YES!'

'NO!'

'YES!'

'NO!'

'YES!' Lauren stood toe to toe with Stephanie and said slowly and with emphasis'NO-O-O!'

'NOW, Lauren!'

'NO!'

'Well, I can see I'll have to make that lunch meeting with Taylor a long one!' Stephanie walked out of the office and into the hall. Not knowing what to do next she went to Brooke's office to sit and wait for Taylor. Eric takes Lauren in his arms and says'I'm sorry about that Snookums! I had no idea that she would ever want to come back to work.'

'Oh that's ok!' They start to kiss. After a minute it starts to become passionate and as Eric picks her up off the floor and puts her on the desk Ridge clears his throat and says,'Well, I guess I'll go back to my office now!'

He shuts the door behind him remembering when he and Brooke were that passionate. He went to see what she was doing. Her secretary said she wasn't in yet. 'What do you mean she isn't in? Who's in there then?' he asked indicating the open door.

'Stephanie.'

'OH never mind.'he said hastily and went quickly back to his office. Picking up the phone he dialed Brooke's house. Noone answered.'Where are you Logan?'

'Oh Brooke! I want to announce it! I want to yell it from rooftops! The beautiful and sexy and smart Brooke Logan agreed to be my wife!!'

'Oh Nick!'Brooke blushed.

'What is it my Love?' he asked curiously.

'Oh nothing. It's just that that was the first time I called you by your actual name without thinking.'

'I love the way you say my name no matter what you call me.'

'Oh Nick!'

'Oh Brooke!'

NEXT!!!

Will Stephanie figure out a plan to get her job back?

Will Antonio REALLY sleep with Taylor?(ICK)

How will Brooke and Nick announce their engagement?

Is Taylor's makeup REALLY done or will Antonio discover a flaw????

At Forrester Fashion, Ridge was still pondering the whereabouts of Brooke, when the object of his thoughts entered the building. She was accompanied by a very handsome, darkeyed and charming man, who seemed to be very taken by her natural beauty. They made their way towards Brookes office, only to find a fuming Stephanie there. Shephanie, who of course did not recognize Quasimodo, started spewing instantly:

"BROOKE!!! Was hiring Lauren as PR officer your idea? You will have to go to Eric and tell him that she has to go. There is no way that I will allow her here in this company. It is bad enough that she has wriggled her way into Eric’s life – I do not want her here in my… ehm… our company as well. And who is that gigolo?"

Shaking her head at the sad lack of lasting impact he had made on Stephanie, Quasimodo – I mean, Nicholas – gave her a slight bow and reached out for her hand as the true European gentleman he was.

"Nicholas Westmoreland, at your service, Ma’am."

Even if he just took her hand, Stephanie was shaking all over, as if in a fever. Then he reached down and kissed her hand – and she nearly fainted. What an animalistic charm! Spiced with the absolutely ravishing looks – actually, she would not mind ravishing them a bit – and his oldfashioned charm, he was a hunk. She almost gave in to an impulse to whistle. Then she got hold of herself and heard him say:

"Brooke has just done me the honor of saying yes to my marriage proposal."

"But… but… what about Quasimodo?" was all, Stephanie could manage to say.

Brooke smiled and decided to bait the trap a little. "Oh, he will be my lover, of course…"

Nicholas smiled at his beloved. He loved it when she was talking dirty.

"YOU SLUT!!!" said Queen Stephanie, turning around and leaving the office.

Both Brooke and Nicholas was rolling on the floor, laughing their heart out. Then, as they were about to think about other things to do on the floor, the door was opened once more, this time by Ridge.

"Ridge, I know you are your mother’s son, but would knocking really hurt you?" said Brooke, hardly able to control the laughter.

"Brooke, what are you doing on the floor – and who is that?"

"This is Nicholas Westmoreland, my fiancee. And we were about to make out, so kindly walk back out and close the door."

"WHAT! It has only been about ¾ of a year since I moved out – Brooke, it is too early for you to be seeing someone else. I can live with the fact that you have this brutal beast in your bed, but to see someone seriously is quite a different matter. Remember all the times you’ve told me that I am your soulmate?"

"Yes. Apparantly I am wrong. If you are my soulmate, then why are you married to Taylor? Besides, I am happy with Nick. Much more so than I have ever been with you. He is so much … more than you have ever been. More loving, more romantic, more… well, just more! Now go home to your wife and make another baby – it has been at least 5 episodes since the two of you last spoke!"

"But Brooke! What about us?"

"Ridge, let me spell it out for you. THERE IS NO US! You even ANNULLED our last marriage to get back to Taylor faster – how can there be an us?"

"Well, perhaps I acted in haste…"

"And perhaps even a blind hen can find a grain once in a while. It is over between us, Ridge. You will have to move on. Go home! And close the door behind you." Having said what she meant to say, Brooke consentrated on the man she cared about. Ridge, being frustrated, ignored and feeling unloved, left the office.

Brooke hurried over to the door of her office and locked it. Then she turned towards Nicholas, giving him that deep bedchamber look and said:

"Ok, let’s see – where were we?"

"I believe we were somewhere around HERE…" said the man formerly known as Quasimodo, as he resumed caressing the woman he loved…

Leaving this steamy setting for cooler pastures, we return to the beachhouse.

Taylor was just getting ready to do her make-up – again, when the door banged open and in stormed Ridge.

"Ridge! I thought you were going to stay in the hospital for at least a few days more?"

"Well, I guess you forgot about Rapid Healing Syndrome? Here I am. Are you not happy to see me?" He tried his best "Doc, I want to make a baby" look, but Taylor, who had already had more than amble bedsports for that week, ignored him. She went over to Thomas and, as always, used Thomas to say something to her husband.

"Thomas, can you tell Daddy that I need to have some time on my own? That mommy needs her space? It is just that terrible Brooke – he has to understand that I need to be alone for a while. So can you be a big boy and take daddy to see Grandma Stephanie? I am sure she can take the two of you in, if you ask her really nice. After all, it is not as if she has need of that big house. Actually, while you are there, Thomas, could you persuade Grandma to let you, me and your daddy live in the big house? She can have the beachhouse. The big house is MUCH too big for her anyway… We will be doing her a favour."

"Taylor, it is not a time to play cute. Brooke has become engaged."

"BROOKE IS ENGAGED! To Quasimodo!?!"

"No, to some fob called Nicholas Westmoreland. But he is no good. I need you to go to her and use your professional judgement to convince her that he is not her type."

"Eh, Ridge, eh… I can’t. Remember that is how I lost my licence in the first place? By butting in everywhere, mixing private life with professional judgement. Besides, I need to refresh my make-up."

"Well, then do it tomorrow. Just do it."

"But Ridge – I really should not. After all, if Brooke is moving on, that is a good sign. We should be happy for her. Remember that dinner we had? She said she needed her space… and I am going to give it to her." Inwardly smiling at the thought of Quasimodo being on the rebound and ready to be hers, she turned away from Ridge, tucking Thomas in and went back upstairs to finish her make-up. She was a woman with a mission…

Ridge was shocked! This was the first time in their shared history that Taylor had walked away from a chance to meddle with Brookes personal life! Still in shock, he turned around and went back to Forrester Fashion…

Taylor puts on the last coat of paint, and then she's ready for her mission. First stop is Brooke's house. Bridget is the only one home, and she hasn't seen Quasimodo since yesterday. 'That figures!' Taylor says. 'Brooke has probably kicked the poor man out of the house with only the rags on his back as luggage.' Secretly she is pleased though. 'This HAVE to make Quasimodo more receptive to my gentle charm. It'll be my new goal in life to renew his faith in women.' Taylor gets stars in her eyes at the prospect. She decides to go to Brooke's office to see if she knows where Quasimodo has gone. And while she's there she can give Brooke some piece of her mind. Oh yes, Taylor is back on top of the world. Little does she know what lies ahead of her.

Meanwhile, at Brooke's office, the two lovebirds have finished their little playtime on the floor. Nicholas has just gone out to pick up some food since all these exercises have left them hungry. Brooke – dressed in her finest lingerie - is behind her desk getting some work done when Taylor comes barging in. 'What have you done to poor Quasimodo?' she asks. 'Nothing,' says Brooke. 'Stop lying!' screams Taylor. 'I know you have kicked him out of your house.' 'I've done nothing of the sort,' says Brooke calmly as she gets up from her chair. 'Quasimodo is still sleeping in my bed.' Taylor jaw drops to her chest. 'But - but you're engaged! Where does your fiancée sleep?' 'Oh, he sleeps in my bed too,' Brooke says with a smile. 'It's a very satisfying arrangement.'

As Taylor is standing there gasping like a fish out of water, Ridge comes barging in. Seeing Brooke in her finest lingerie, is enough to start him drooling. Then he notices his wife and quickly pulls himself together. 'Taylor, I'm so glad you're here!' he says. 'Have you told Brooke she can't marry that baboon?' 'Who are you calling a baboon?' says a deep English voice from the doorway. At the sight of the dazzlingly handsome Nicholas, Taylor faints in her husband's arms. 'I guess she's tired,' says Ridge as he unceremoniously drops his wife in the closest chair.

Nicholas puts the groceries on the desk. Then he walks up to Brooke and slips his muscular arms around her narrow waist. 'I couldn't stay away from you another minute, my dove,' he whispers in her ear. 'Have I told you you're looking especially lovely today?' Brooke blushes and gazes into her beloved's eyes. 'That's quite enough!' says Ridge firmly as he grabs Nicholas by the shoulder and pulls him away. Then Ridge takes off his jacket and places it on Brooke's shoulders. 'It's chilly in here, Logan. You mustn't catch a cold,' he says as he keeps glaring at the Englishman with a hostile look on his face.

Just about then Taylor comes to herself...

Taylor stands up and fixes her hair. She then shoves her husband away from Brooke and demands,'Where is Quasimodo? And who is this?!'

'This is my fiancee, Taylor. His name is Nicholas.'She looks adoringly at him. He smiles and taking her hand kisses it while still deep looking in her eyes.

'WHA-A-AT?'Taylor shrieks and spins around looking at Ridge.'Is it true?'

Ridge glares at Nicholas and says grudgingly'Yes, it is. I think it's a big mistake though! It's too soon!'

Taylor isn't very happy about her hubby's reaction but realizes she can use it to her advantage. It wasn't fair that Brooke should have Quasi AND be engaged to such a HUNK! So.....

'I agree with Ridge!'Taylor announces.

Everyone stares at her.

'What did you say?' Brooke exclaims.

'I agree with Ridge! It's too soon. You aren't ready.'

'Au contraire! She is VERY ready, extremely willing, and incredibly able!'With a wicked grin Nicholas nibbles Brooke's ear making her giggle.

Ridge scowls.

Taylor scowls.

Lauren chooses that moment to walk in.

Looking at what she has walked into her lips turn up and she hurriedly turns around and starts back out the door.

'Lauren! Wait! I want you to meet someone!'Brooke grabs Lauren's arm and drags her back inside. Taking Nicholas's hand she says,'Sweetheart, this is Lauren Fenmore! She is a great friend to me when she isn't being Taylor's friend or Sally's friend. And lauren this is my fiancee, Qua-I mean Nicholas! OOPS!'she giggles. 'I slipped!'

Taylor smirks triumphantly.'Really Brooke! See what I mean!? You can't even keep your men separate in your head!'

'Oh but there is no need to!' Nicholas smiles a darkly male smile and Taylor quivered with a need heretofore unknown to her. It was a familiar smile and she wondered dizzily where she had seen it before.

'It is a great pleasure to meet you, Miss Fenmore!'Nicholas kissed her hand and Lauren felt a raw need for a man's touch spring out from somewhere deep inside. And she had just come from Eric's desk!... er..office! OHHH the way the word pleasure rolled off his tongue was as if he knew meanings she'd never dreamed. Brooke had a great catch here! No wonder Taylor looked ready to spit!

Ridge couldn't take it anymore! 'Logan,'he snarled.'I want to talk to you NOW! IN PRIVATE!'

'Ridge!' Brooke frowned. 'You're rude!'

'I think it's a good idea!'

Again, everyone stared at Taylor.

'Brooke needs to hear what Ridge has to say and I think I should..er..examine...Nicholas here to see if he is good husband material for Brooke.' Taylor is proud of her reasoning.

Brooke and Nicholas share a knowing look. Brooke goes to Ridge's office with him. Lauren leaves but after the door to the office closes rushes back to eavesdrop...er... overhear what Taylor wanted to talk about. Just then she hears a rumble.Then a roar. Closer, closer. She turns around and sees.....

Meanwhile at Spectra.....

'What are you talking about Mother?' Macy is very confused.There was NO WAY Stephanie would be friends with her mother. It defied all reason, all logic, all...oh. Right. This is B&B after all.

'Stephanie and I became very good friends. No doubt she'll want to hang out or something now.' Sally isn't sure how she feels about that.

Just then Darla came running in screaming'She's coming! OMG she's coming!'

'Who, Darla? Who's coming?'

'Stephanie!'

'WHA-A-AT?' Sally and Macy said at the same time.

'Hello, Sally! I hear you are looking for a new PR consultant?'Stephanie stands in the doorway smiling.

Sally, Macy and Darla huddle together behind the desk staring in shock.

NEXT!

What is Stephanie up to?

Does she really want a job at Spectra or does she have something else up her sleeve?

Will Sally accept Stphanie's challenge?

What is Ridge saying to Brooke? Is she listening?

What are Taylor and Nicholas talking about? Is he falling for her...er..charms?

Will Taylor realize her makup has started to smear before it's too late? Who will warn her?

Will anyone notice Lauren in the hall? What did she see? Did she overhear anything important?

Once more, Ridge and Brooke are alone. This time with the absolute blessing of the Plastic Princess – but… Brooke does not seem to be susceptible to Ridge’s charm. He tries calling her "Logan", using that deep voice that usually gets him what he wants with Taylor, then the look, that is supposed to say that she is the only woman for him. No luck!

"Logan, what is wrong? Why are you throwing yourself at men in this way? I know I hurt you when I married Taylor, but you know that I love you – I will always love you. But she had my baby…"

"Ridge, we’ve been over this – and frankly, my dear, I do not give a damn if you are married to Taylor, living alone or in a harem. I am moving on with my life and Nicholas just happen to be a major part of that life. I am marrying him and that’s that."

"But, Logan!"

"You know, Ridge, I am getting a little tired of you calling me by my maiden name. I have been married three times since then, twice to you, as you might recall, and I am about to become Brooke Westmoreland. No longer Forrester or Logan. So, if you please, I would like you to call me Brooke."

"Lo.. Brooke, you cannot mean that you will really marry him? You are just teasing me, like when you married Grant, right`"

"I have never been more serious before. You are welcome to attend the ceremony and get to know the minister so you will know that it is genuine. We have already planned the honeymoon – we are going to Europe. Bridget will be staying with Eric untill we come back…"

Ridge, looking slightly surprised, still did not really believe that Brooke would really marry Nick. So he said:

"Brooke, what if I divorce Taylor? I mean – she spends way too much time with her Revlon products. I am sure that there is something in those products that is not good for the brain – lately she has been acting even more strange than during our first marriage… Then we could be together again and everything would be like before."

"And then what about Thomas and the baby Taylor is carrying?"

"Well, Taylor and I can have joint custody. It is not unusual, after all, you and Eric has joint custody of your children. Then we could start working on babies of our own…"

Brooke just looked at Ridge with contempt flaring from her eyes.

"Ridge, you are a total, absolute RAT!!! A dog, a player and a total RAT!!! You are willing to divorce any of us faster than the ink dries on the marriage certificate. You know, I do not know what I ever saw in you! No, I would suggest you stay married to Taylor – and you better start thanking God for the fact that she still wants to put up with you! If I were her, I would divorce you in an instance and marry the poolboy, rather than live with such a scumbag!!!"

Little did Brooke know that Taylor was thinking something along the same lines – except that the darkhaired vixen had her eyes set on a different husband – namely Nicholas Westmoreland OR Quasimodo – at this point, she did not care…

Last episode ended with Stephanie showing up at Spectra saying she has heard Sally is looking for a new PR consultant.

Sally looks like a question-mark. 'Eh... yeeees…??' she says. She has no idea what Stephanie is up to now. Stephanie says: 'I've just learned that I am a PR consultant, and I want to go back to work. I think maybe the reason why I've been so obnoxious the last 20 years, is that all this time I've never done a hard days work. Charity doesn't cut it - I need something more! So that's why I'm here, Sally – give me the job!' As Sally and Darla are staring at Stephanie with open mouths, Macy is furious: 'Really, Stephanie, you have some nerve coming here like this, demanding a job. After all you have done to our fam-...'

Sally raises her hand to silence her daughter: 'Macy, wait a minute. Let's hear the woman out. So what are your qualifications, Stephanie?' 'I just told you I am a PR consultant! What more do you need to know?' Stephanie says. 'Well, do you have any work experience as such?' asks Sally. 'I don't remember!' mumbles Stephanie with a furrowed brow. Then she straightens and says in a firm voice: 'But I'm sure I have more experience than Taylor has as a fashion consultant!' 'What does Taylor have to do with anything?' asks a puzzled Macy. Stephanie says: 'Oh, haven't you heard? She's the latest addition to Forrester Creations. She needed a new career now that she has lost her license due to malpractice.' Darla giggles at the thought of a psychiatrist working in fashion.

'Shush, Einstein!' Sally says, waving her hand. She makes a decision 'Okay, Stephanie. I'm willing to give you a trial period of a month. But in that time you'll have to show us what you're worth! And there is one thing I demand in return.' Stephanie is all smiles: 'You name it, Sally girl, and it's yours.' Sally gets a cunning look in her eyes: 'From now on I am your friend, Stephanie. The days when you looked down on me and my family are over! No more giving me the cold shoulder. I expect to be invited to your parties, family occasion and so on. Macy too, of course.' 'I don't want to!' Macy says and stomps her foot. 'Of course you do, Macy!' Sally says placing her hand over her daughter's mouth so that she won't say anything to offend Stephanie. She whispers in her ear: 'You know that this is what I've always wanted for you, Macy! A place in the finer circles of society.' Then she says out loud: 'Now what do you say, Stephanie?' She is holding her breath waiting for the reply.

Stephanie stuns them all - including herself - by answering: 'Consider it done! I seem to have just dumped Taylor as my best friend. You can take her place! Now, show me to my office. I want to start working immediately.' 'Darla,' says Sally, 'show Stephanie to the vacant office down the hall.' Darla walks to the door saying: 'Follow me, Mrs Forrester.' Stephanie follows, but she stops in the doorway and turns around: 'What exactly does a PR consultant do?' Macy is rolling her eyes, and Sally tightens the grip around her mouth. To Stephanie she just says: 'Oh, don't you worry about that on your first day, girlfriend. Use this day to make yourself accuainted with you office accessories.' 'Okay,' says a happy Stephanie as she hurries after Darla.

'Mm-mm,' Macy utters. Sally takes her hand away from her mouth. Macy is in shock: 'Mother, what ever did you do that for? Hiring Stephanie Forrester? Are you out of your mind?' Sally smiles and says: 'Not at all. I told you Stephanie and I are friends now. And just think what the other Forresters will say when they hear about this!' She starts dancing a victory dance around the office, singing:

For Stephanie Forrester is my friend –

For Stephanie Forrester is my friend –

For Stephanie Forrester is my frie-e-e-end –

which nobody can't deny!

Which nobody can' deny –

which nobody can't deny...

Sadly, we have to leave Sally at this point and head back to Forrester Creations where we left Lauren outside Brooke's office door where she was evesdropping on the conversation Taylor and Nicholas were having. Suddenly she hears a rumble. Then a roar. Closer, closer. She turns around and sees...

QUASIMODO IN BEVERLY HILLS PART 19 (by Tahreem)