There was no greeting, no hesitation, but I didn’t care. He shut the door behind me, pressed me up against the wall and started making out with me. ...y the time we made it across the room he had stripped me to my bra and thong and was wearing only his boxers. He pushed me onto the couch and his hand pulled my panties to the side and found my pussy. I ached as his fingers stroked my clit and let out a gasp as he slid two fingers into me. I felt my juices running down my thighs and he made me come. I mean that kind of Colin Firth gorgeous. You know, all enigmatic and sultry.’I raised my eyebrows. ‘I’ve never found Colin Firth attractive; too skinny and too much like a good boy for my liking.’Cassandra laughed. ‘Oh, you need to stop chasing the bad boys, Natalie. You will be single forever if you carry on like that.’I put down my fork and wiped my mouth with a serviette. Peeved, I asked, ‘What is that supposed to mean?’Cassandra twirled her creamy tagliatelle around her fork and shrugged.. I hate seeing you bored." Here, honey, have another glass of wine." Thank you, dear. Why are you getting me drunk?" Well, I just saw Steve, and I had an idea. You know how he's always talking you down?" It's okay, dear. I don't mind." Well, I mind. It's okay for me to tell you that you're a worthless, worn-out old hag, but you shouldn't have to hear it from anyone else. As far as the world is concerned, you're a beautiful and delightful lady who for some inexplicable reason chooses to slum with. Her hair rose up from her face, looking like it might be supported by some kind of hidden structure before falling, unhindered to her shoulders. It had been straightened and coloured lighter than her natural brown. ‘You look fabulous.’ His compliment evinced a radiant smile which spread further when he offered her a trousseau of bright yellow orchids on a wrist band. ‘Thank you.’ She smiled into his eyes as he closed the car door, taking care not to catch her foot in its glittering shoe. The.