I am not wrong when it comes to reading people. But I got you all wrong," I admitted."You weren't wrong, entirely. I STILL didn't pay for that car mys...lf. But at least now you understand that daddy's money isn't the way I want to be defined." I get it," I affirmed. "And that was really sweet...." CJ's phone chimed again, interrupting me. "Could you tell your girlfriend not to buzz my boobs while we're eating?" I joked, retrieving CJ's phone from the sportcoat. I passed it over to him,. Or a lout. Should I just call you Darlene, or something simpler?"She glared at me for a moment, but cautiously replied, "Just call me Bel. They call me 'Darling' at the office, or at least my boss does, and I hate it, so don't!" Her eyes glared to show me that she meant it. She must have had a lot of practice with that glare – it positively radiated 'You will know fear and then you will know pain!' Since I needed at least one friend up here, I was more than willing to meet her more than half. When you missed those quizzes it really didn’t allow much room for error on the final test,” he responded.“I’ll admit I was running from the job to take my kid to his t-ball games and my husband was out as he works a rotating shift at the car plant. It all was just too much for me and I let this class slip. I am 29 years old and promise I am a better student than most of these 18 and 19 year old's attending here, but they likely don’t have the other responsibilities I have. I had to leave the. The cab picked us at eight, I dashed out in my backless top tugging at my skirt, trying to keep it down, it was a lot shorter then I realised. Mum trotted out after me, her top covered slightly more and her skirt was a little longer, but not by much. We sped off to the club giggling all the way, our short skirts riding up to the delight of our cab driver.It was a good evening, we danced with a number of guys and as the night wore on they started playing slow numbers and I was dancing with a guy.