"What the fuck?" Then Barry was by my side. "Take your fucking hands off my fiancée!"His voice was menacing, but Nicola was smiling."You're not very ...bservant, Barry," she said. "I've got my hands on his, not the other way round. I see you've brought our friends. Please everyone, sit down."'Everyone' was Lee and Julie, and Craig and Viccy. It seemed that Lee the Neanderthal had become Homo Sapiens in the intervening years!"What's going on, Nick?" Barry asked, quite aggressively, as he pushed. Another issue she’d have to overcome as the weekend progressed.“Yeah, there is that”, he replied.Mr X approached them and offered them more of the Mumm vintage champagne.“I’m so pleased to see you both getting along so well, shall we retire to the dining room for a little light supper, before we resume our evening of pleasure”?The pair concurred and Emma joined Marie in the bathroom to slip on her dress and repair her makeup as the three men went into the dining room.As she stood at the sink,. She had on a summer sundress that adequately covered her excess weight and looked smashing on her and with the pushup bra she looked maybe ten years younger. Amy started the car and a half-hour later pulled into the parking garage of the cities largest shopping mall. The five block long mall had been built three years ago as an urban renewal program and was anchored by a Sax 5th Avenue on one end and a multimillion dollar condominium on the other end. Amy's first stop was at the Victoria's. Her ears were small and not too prominent, which meant that, hidden by their hair, one hoped against hope to see them if the hair moved. It was a face that could ask for anything and be obeyed. She rarely had to order, someone would always deliver her requests for the joy of that face’s approval. She kept approval looks on ration, so a hint of a smile made people happy for a day. She was of the Danaan. Later this came to be a less well used descriptor for Greeks, Achaeans being the one Homer.