I giggled some more. The club was thinned out by now and I asked where his gf was. He lied and said it wasn't his gf. I knew it was but I played along...like a dumb blonde. I told him to show me his dick, right there in the club. He didn't know what to do or say. I knew he wasn't going to pull it out right there, so I told him to go stand by the mens room door and I would follow him. So we did. I was at the ladies door and he was about 10 feet from me. I asked no I told him to pull it out. He. Like that would ever happen, but she was worried. I could tell, even without entering her mind. Now, for Brie, she thought it would be a good idea. If she was going to be like me, then she needed to be like me: fit, and ready for anything. I showed everyone what I thought about for exercise machines. Mom told me to go ahead and order them, tomorrow. We would have them delivered to the house. Either I could assemble them, or get someone from the local gym to come out and install them. Also she. .. And his too. Maybe I didn't need a rich husband after all. So as soon as I saw no more bubbles coming from him I was sure he was dead. That was the end of Alan, the douche.It worked like a charm. In a couple months I was living like a queen, alone in my own house with all that money. In a matter of three more months I would graduate from school and leave the country. Maybe live in Europe with no manipulative overprotective mother to give me orders and no douchebag to share my money, it. "Yes, I'm afraid it's true." Edward replied and began to attack hisvanilla ice-cream once more.Ginny turned her head slowly back toward Orenda who looked like shewanted to hide underneath the table for some strange reason. "Tell me,why did you even bring up this whole thing if you already told everyoneabout the surprise." Well...ummm...I wasn't sure you knew yet...and I didn't want you to beleft out because we're the bestest and dearest of friends right?"Ginny eventually sighed. "That remains.