"Dirk, have you been feeling different lately?" Matt asked."Why do you ask?" Because you seem different, you look like you're having more fun than you...se to." I guess I am, this girl thing has become kind of fun, but I'll be gladwhen it is over," giggled Dirk."That's what I mean, the way you giggle all the time, it's cute." You should talk, miss bubbly personality." You called me miss?" I guess I did, I'm beginning to feel like a miss myself, that's scary,maybe we should try being our old. "You doing business tonight Chilito?"Kris looked round."Darren!" he leapt up and hugged the young man who returned the gesture, "What are you doing here? And yeah I'm doing business, duh, why would I be out here otherwise?" He was right, the promenade was mostly deserted, the heat coming off in waves.The gigolo, four years older with pale skin and wavy brown hair had been a friend of his for years. Since they targeted different sections of the market, they could be easy friends, and they often. “Hey Valentine,” she said with this shit eating grin on her face. “Hey Candace. Look I’m so sorry about what happened, that was really..” Candace interrupted me, “I know, you’re really sorry, whatever. Look, is this tank top too see through to wear to practice?” I stared at her dumbfounded, “what?” “Is this shirt to see through,” she repeated, “or I could wear just this sports bra.” Candace then proceeded to pull her tank top off from the bottom, revealing her tits.Her boobs looked to be in the. Until she’d caught a movement in the corner of her eye, she hadn’t noticed him walking toward her; always straight to the front, just in case her pose was untoward, but this time her legs were tightly together.“It’s Sunday Michael; what are you doing! Not working I’m sure?” “Saw you here Miss, imagined you might like a drink, how about you Miss?” Michael turned to Jane, who was now sitting up one elbow.“Sounds good to me, nice Martini with ice! I think that would go down a treat”Michael’s eyes.