”“You don’t live in London?” Mordred asked.“No, too expensive. So I live between here and London.”The three of them chatted some more abou... their jobs and how Elissa had met her. Elissa had been chatting online with Misti after sharing some pictures online. Elissa had gone to meet with Misti in a bar to get to know her and then they both had gone to Guildford to buy the dresses they were wearing.It wasn’t long before Mordred set up the TV to play music. They each took a turn at singing some of. What her mom DIDN'T know was that she had a very good reason for being tired. Unbeknownst to her disciplinarian parents Leslie had been out last night, out all night in fact. She had just managed to stumble home, drunk, as the sun came up.Eventually she managed to roll to the edge of her bed and get her feet to the floor. Even this proved difficult. Reaching into her nightstand she found her vape pen and weed oil and took a hit. She felt better almost immediately, at least well enough to make. They had a fabulous bar.My friend loved dancing especially retro disco and sometimes they played that.He loved lots of women around him and lived to get lucky. His car was always impressive and he loved to show his Lincoln Continental off especially if he had a lady driving with him.I caught a ride with him that one Saturday night.We paid the cover charge which I always hate doing but did anyway. We settled down to feel the atmosphere.ABBA was playing and straight away he got asked for a dance. " "Oh. Okay. I see. Yeah. It can mess with you if you let it. Hey, Diana. It's cool. You'll be fine. The world can be good. It's gonna be fine." He plopped down and touched her hair. Tony gave her a little kiss on the cheek, and she wiped her eyes, for the second time today. She was feeling good. She was. She was happy. She had friends. And she thought maybe Tony really, really liked her. She felt okay now. She whispered to her friend. "Tony? Tomorrow? Can we go to your secret cove? Just the.