As I typed and pondered, they started and chatted, then my nephew got up and left, his friend had took out his mobile phone and took a snap of me, the... another.'Do you mind', I said, and he got up and walked over to me. 'Take a look', he offered me the phone and there I sat with erect nipples on display, the second photo having been zoomed-in on them, for better clarity.'I suppose these will finish up on the internet', I asked him, my voice quivering as I spoke, 'Not if you dont want them to',. In a poor attempt to keep my cool I said "I've felt the same for a while but being with that bitch made it kind of difficult to have much of a social life with gorgeous women like you,". I realized I wanted to lean in and kiss so bad but right as I built up the courage the was a ring at the door bell."Yo, what's up Sam, hey JT, why you here so early," our mutual coworker asked."I came to help set up," I replied knowing I lost my shot. Later in the night as the party progressed I kept finding. My conscience is screaming at me ‘stay away from Patrick Hurst’!’ ‘That’s ridiculous. You never cease to amaze me! You’re brilliant at producing cockamamie reasons to wall yourself off out of thin air!’ Aidan said, snapping his fingers. He continued in a mocking, singsong voice, ‘Poor French has a fucking feeling – an unfounded feeling – about something, for Christ’s sake, so now she has to protect herself!’ ‘You have no idea what you’re talking about! You have no idea what I’ve been through in. She was shaking so much that she dropped the envelope and bent over to pick it up. Then she realised that her skirt was so short that they must be able to see that she was not wearing any knickers. Grabbing the envelope she ran across the car park and reached the blue door, breathing heavily. The sign on the door said, “Linda’s Beauty.”Thankfully the door opened at a push, and she quickly stepped inside.She was not sure what she had expected, but found herself in a very large and very bright.