’ ‘How many times have you done this?’ I asked. ‘This will be my third time doing this,’ Diamond answered. ‘I don’t know what my man doe... when he’s with his friends, so I do me. Men are going to be men, and women are going to do their thing when their man is gone.’ Riding in my white Audi R8, I was astounded how stunning Diamond looked in her black one-piece backless dress. She looked as gorgeous as she did on her wedding day. I laughed to myself thinking that Diamond’s famous husband did not. I have been there ten times. Till it moved away. Twice more. Mais St. Pierre de Mer ... Merde.I have been always in the inner circle. Only one large round table for lunch & dinner outside.I have been in the chozen 'douzaine sur le terrace, qui tous fument avant & apres les repas'!--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The memories makes me smile. Many unwritten rules for proper behaviour 'Au Stage de Go':The main. But for what? I looked up at her, feeling very exposed and vulnerable. My eyes...his eyes...looked right into mine. There wasn't any anger inthem. No confusion either.I felt myself take a step forward, drawn to him. The connection we sharedwith our gaze was magnetic. Before I new it I was next to the bed. He stood up then, making itpossible only to meet his gaze by looking up. Such a change from my world.To look up at one with my stature. I felt weak, small and insignificant.His hands rose and. His guilt won. "No," he murmured, running his fingers gently through her raven hair. "I know you better than that, Aurianna. They would never have broken you quickly."Then she was kissing him, tongue pushing past his lips and lacerating on his fangs. The copper-sweet flavor of her life flooded his mouth, his mind and he pulled her close. He feasted upon her need, returning her fevered passion with a desperate lust of his own. Fingers tugged at her blouse, tearing at the laces, rocking his hips.