White: king's pawn e2>e3

Meanwhile, Madison Adams had just checked into the Intercolonial and was checking out the grounds. The pretty blonde and a friend were visiting from Rosy Ridge, where they were students attending the prestigious Pembroke Academy for Girls. Daughters of wealth and privilege, they had no difficulty securing a suite to share while they attended the famous Calhoun Mardi Gras Festival.

A gardener glanced up at Madison, who was wearing a tight navy skirt and low-cut tank top, but she simply turned up her nose at the curious groundskeeper as she strolled past him. 'There's nothing more that savage would like to do than pull me into those bushes and have his way with me!' she told herself. Still, she had to respect his self-discipline at his ability to refrain from so obvious a course of action.

The blonde's mind began to wander and she considered her options for the day; her friend had elected to have a nap in the room, but Madison was restless. She considered visiting the hotel gym, or the day spa, or even the pool. Finally, although it wasn't normally like her to wander about a strange city alone, Madison felt drawn to explore Calhoun and discover its tourism-board-approved secrets.