I’ll talk to Angie about what to wear.” * * * I rode the elevator to the eleventh floor of the St. Regis Hotel. I wore a blue business suit with ... pink blouse and three inches heels. Underneath I had a white bra and thong. My body was shaved and waxed, and I used perfume with a fruity scent. I looked like a professional business women. I was scared, nervous, and excited all at the same time. I haven’t been with another man since I met Stan, and I was afraid I won’t know how to act. I couldn’t. For the next three hours I screamed every time alabor pain racked my body. Sam was there to helpwhere he could, but that wasn't much. Helen was alsothere trying to comfort me. I do remember yelling ather at least a dozen times, "You don't know what I amgoing through." Helen just smiled back at me everytime.Also in the room was Dean. Helen and I had talked itover after Jennifer and Dean had made theirannouncement that wanted to stay switched. We wantedto show him exactly what he could expect. A slight movement by the woman made it obvious that she wasaware of Sam's heavy scrutinizing of her hair. She turnedslightly as if she was offering Sam the opportunity toexamine her hair from other perspectives, then she pickedup her glass of wine and moved away from him.Glancing around the room to see if anyone else was watchingthe pretty redhead as she moved slowly around the room tofind someone to be her companion for the evening, Samnoticed that a couple in one of the booths was. ”“Thank me?” Lenny said. “Sal, I almost KILLED you, and you’re thanking me?”Sally drained the rest of her coffee. “Lenny, sit down and shut up.” He did as he was told, sitting beside her on the bed. Sally placed her empty mug on the side table and took his mug from him, taking a long sip, then sighed. She looked over at him, and he still wore this worried look on his face, so she leaned over and kissed him quickly. “Lay down.” She patted the bed behind her.Lenny did as he was instructed, and.