“He came over here tryna put his hands on a girl who didn’t want him to touch them and insisted so I laid him out.” “Ok. We’ll get him outt... here for you. Are you ok?” “Yeah, I’ll be fine. Just a lil’ sore. I’ll be fine.” “Ok. Go on back up to your section. We’ll send someone up there with some drinks for you and your friends in a few minutes. Ok?” “That’d be great. Thanks guys.” “I can’t believe you did that for me. And they didn’t arrest you. I think you have a lil’ more pull than you. ...that same evening, jetlag claimed S. and I got my chance to be alone with Frank and Laura. We were sitting on the porch, drinks in hand and I steered the conversation to the topic Frank had raised the night before. "Laura, maybe you'd rather not talk about it, especially not to a stranger, but I am anxious to hear the full account of your ordeal." "Not at all, R., in fact it was I who told Frank that you should be forewarned and I don't mind talking to you about it." She continues, "Frank. I will forever be in your debt.”Being the smart ass that I am I replied, “Maybe we could start a pay-as-you-go payment plan.”Beverly asked, “What have you got in mind big brother? As if I didn’t know.”I reached over and placed my right hand on her right breast as I drove down the highway. She didn’t wear bras very often and she wasn’t wearing one then. She moved her hand toward me, found my leg, and continued until she found my hard-on.Beverly said, “I suppose you want me to suck this for. The box was a pink velvet box, tied closed with a pink ribbon. Isigned and pulled the ribbon and lifted the lid on the box and lookedinside. I reached in and lifted out the shoes, a pair of metallic pink4 inch stilettos with a pointed toe. I was so used to wearing 4 inchstilettos now that it almost felt normal, although I still found themuncomfortable and painful if I was on my feet for long periods, butthe colour of these shoes was awful. I always preferred darker shoesor at least ones that.