"I said it serves him right. Our drinking his bourbon and all."Ann raised an eyebrow. “And just for the record, this 'him' is that redneck boyfriend...of yours, right?" Yeah,” Gwen sighed. “Mark." Gwen Kaplan you listen to me. Haven't I told you to forget that cracker, at least for tonight.” Ann chided. “This is our night to get mellow and forget about men." She stepped across the narrow room with two more glasses of bourbon and Diet Rite soda, "So take this and drink up." Thanks," Gwen took a. I waited for I don’t know what. Was I becoming a stalker?After about a half hour, the door opened and Gail stepped out. She was followed by a dignified looking man with grey hair. He had to be at least twenty years older. After he opened her car door, he helped her in. I was fuming mad and followed them to our favorite Italian restaurant. Our restaurant! How could she?! I peeled out in my Mustang, almost losing it. Why was she doing this to me? As I sped down the coast highway, I thought just. Prologue.Even back on level 191 Tail didn’t escape the Centuri. They had come down to sniff the prostitutes on the streets corners, messy from their nights entertain the marines and corporates. Hemmingway walked close to her and as the fourth Centuri approached the pair with a credit stick Hemmingway’s stern refusal made some grounds for convalescence in her immediate need for security. They entered his building then his sweet. Tail’s trembling was yet to subside even behind Hemmingway’s. E on sunday ,i heard a door knock and opened the door ,to my surprise it was rosy(name changed) ,she told me that she is having some issues with her computer while communicating with her husband , I told her that I will check and in no time I solved the problem ,she brought coffee for me and gave me to my surprise half of her boobs where visible as she is wearing a transparent saree ,my eyes automatically turned on that beautiful melons,as she noticed that didn’t say anything but a smile in her.