After a little while, somebody was knocking on my door. I walked to the door and looked into the peep hole. It was my landlord and I had no way of get...ing out of my predicament. I had to answer the door and give him my latest sob story. I was hoping he'd be as nice as last month. I slowly opened the door. “Miss. Black, your rent is due. Would you please get it for me!” “I had a little problem, and I don’t have it all. I could give you what I have. Come in and I’ll get it for you.” My landlord. He watched her movements carefully. The way she bounced up and down on her soccer cleats. She looked like she’d give him a courageous struggle before he had his fun.William was so fixated on the action at hand that he didn't notice the young woman approach his car from behind. The woman didn't look like a threat. She was barely five feet tall. She had squat features, but would not at all be considered unattractive. She was well built, though a tad stubby. Her little nostrils were flared,. “Hi there. I’m Amelie. Who are you?” she smiled. “I’m Keith. I live next door,” he replied. “Looks like you had quite a night!” “Oh it was just a girl’s night in,” grinned Chrissie as she brought over the coffee. Sitting down at the table, and caressing her coffee mug, Chrissie related the events of last night. Her husband was away on business (again!) and she had decided to have a girl’s night in. When Marie and Wendy arrived they had brought a friend. Amelie had just moved in to the flat. Though it took forever to write and edit… and re-edit… I am extremely proud of how far it has come since its start. I would appreciate the feedback, positive or negative, anything that would help improve my writing. However… if you’re going to respond that I took to long to get to the sexual aspect of it, I ask that you please leave and save your time and mine. I have never, EVER been into ‘Wham, Bam, Thank you Ma’am’… and my writing reflects that. Thank you Angelus for the classical idea and.