"That's rape!" No, it's not," said the imploring-sexy face across from me. "She may not want it, but she NEEDS it. Once she loves you, THEN she'll wan... it. And after she's HAD it, then she'll LOVE it!"This was rapidly turning into an X-rated George Burns - Gracie Allen dialog. I took a deep breath and consciously pushed the image of the offending jugs out of my mind. They bounced back in like a pair of obnoxious water balloons."Brenda, I don't know anything at all about this girl. I only met. Having settled that, Sam went on to call Hamish Peters, the owner of the catering company. Sam had a choice of three caterers to use, and decided on the one her parents used. Now Sam wasn’t doing this because she thought her parents would approve. It was simply that she had tasted and liked the food that had been served by them, so she knew that they were good. ‘Oh I’m so sorry, I’m afraid we’ve double booked your night, so we’ve had to cancel your booking.’ ‘What.’ Sam was furious. ‘I made. Of course Nick wasn't there yet. I walked up to the bar, ordered a Heineken, and waited for Nick to show up.Around 7:30, Nick stumbled in with his buddies Erik and Tom. They looked at me like I was a piece of meat, their eyes paying special attention to my cleavage in Nick's favorite blouse. In an attempt to make it perfectly clear I was already spoken for, I put my arms around Nick and gave him a big kiss. I could smell the beer on his breath, so I knew Nick had been drinking with his buddies. “Morning sexy” Bec replies. I lay back and shut my eyes as Bec moves her lips down my stomach. My mind is flooded again, reliving the visions of the previous night. What a night! Is all I can really say? I have thought about her for such a long time and last night I acted on it. It started with a night out as most do. I hit the dance floor with a few friends and enjoyed what the night was becoming. Then I spotted her. She sat all alone in the corner, sipping on her drink. I walked away, “no.