"I want to see what it feels like riding back here," Meg said, getting in.Marcie smiled at her friend and slid in the front, almost certain she knew w...y Meg had insisted on riding in the back seat. She's been enhanced and now she's turned on by my husband. But she's being discreet about it. Hmmm. Do I care? Am I jealous? Steve doesn't have a clue, she thought, barely suppressing a giggle. Men never know.The ShipDiana had relented about staying on the Ship the entire time Arlene was gone, but. Her sister wasn’t so keen on classical music, but had welcomed the opportunity to come to London to hit the shops. Jo had been warned that the Royal Albert Hall tended to get warm on the Last Night, what with the capacity audience and the extra TV lights, and had turned up wearing a long, loose, brightly-coloured Monsoon frock that hang attractively over her curvaceous body. It had indeed been warm inside, even before the audience really let its hair down during the second half of the concert,. ”I reminded Rachel of the Williams cousins who live in the apartment building next to the one we just moved out of.“Let’s don’t forget Rhonda and Linda Williams. I’m sure they would love to star in our tennis video.”Rachel told them, “I have their phone numbers. I’ll call them and invite them over, if everyone agrees. They are on the tennis team at the Junior College.”Anna agreed, “I LOVE IT! I know the perfect place to video all of this too. There’s an older tennis court out at the State Park. “Oh sorry, you’re Nostradamus ain’t you?”“Yes, call me Nozzer,” he replied helpfully.“Bloody bitches have chucked me out, me dad will have a fit,” she stormed.“But why?” Nozzer asked.“Do I have to draw a picture?” she snapped, “They want Virgins.”“Oh,” Nozzer said awkwardly.“I was having a crafty wank and got carried away,” she said.“You are Analise?” he enquired.“Yes, sorry, they call me Swan Vesta in the Temple, I thought you were after anal,” she replied.“I shouldn’t mind as it happens,”.