„Ach ja, wie nett! Du bist also der Timo?“ Die unlängst verwitwete Marianne Hansen streckte ihre greise Hand aus, um nach der Hand des jungen Man...es zu greifen. Timo durchzuckte ein elektrischer Schlag, so sehr beeindruckte in die greifbare Nähe der Frau. „Ich darf doch du sagen, ja?“, unbewusst streifte Marianne Hansen eine der grau melierten Haarsträhnen, die sich aus ihrem strengen, zu einem Dutt aufgesteckten Frisur gelöst hatten, nach hinten. „Du kannst mich ruhig duzen, mein Junge! Die. Not only did I have a hangover from hell, I felt a strange uneasiness. I felt guilty for something but could not put my finger on it thru my alcohol induced brain fog. My mind recalled the events of the night before in order to reconstruct what happened. I remembered that we went to that dance club and met the group of local men. Then, somehow, we ended up in that private party in that big house. Then I had a vision of Tammy suddenly getting gang banged on a pool table? The whole thing. I truly did. But it was no good. I thought he understood me; that it took time for me to open up - that my feelings ran deep. But it didn’t matter. We would not marry after all. I wasn’t what he wanted. A tire slammed into a deep pothole and rattled me back to the present. “Here we are, Chen. Brooklyn. Soak it up.” Garrigan turned to face me, his devastating smile sucking the air from my lungs. If I didn’t know better, I’d think he was happy I was with him. ooOoo Chen gave my shirt a tug.. ” I replied before I could stop myself.“I can’t wait to play.” She winked.“I got something to show you.” Came a sexy voice from the doorway.I had retreated upstairs, unsure of what Cassie had seen or heard from Candace’s room. I had hid up there until I heard Candace’s car pull away.“Oh yeah?” I asked slowly, turning towards the sound.Cassie was standing in front of me, holding her phone.“Yeah. I instructed Lindsay to send me some pics and videos of her and her girlfriend to me. Would you like.