Perhaps jealousy was what I wasfeeling. The patrons were blocking my view so I couldn't clearly make herout. I dropped the used glasses off at the b...r and then sashayed acrossthe room with my tray to get closer to them. I was now about three feet behind them and could see her pretty brunettehair and her fingers tucking back her locks behind her right ear as sheseemed to be looking around the club. Once at their table I started toput out the cocktail napkins and being a bit nervous and. The road they traveled on was made of a shimmering substance that was not rock or stone, yet seemed to have the durability of stone. Trees were everywhere that Dev looked, though not the huge ones that Dev had experienced in the forest itself.Dev's little group drew attention, and elves stopped what they were doing to stare at the two humans being led towards the huge palace in the distance. While they traveled through the city, Dev craned his head and neck, trying to look everywhere at. "From what my attorney said, I will be given probation tomorrow for my crimes, and as long as the drug tests say I'm clean, my troubles will be resolved. Perhaps the two of you can slide your wedding plans out of limbo later tonight." Perhaps," he said."No, Eric, we won't," Maureen said. "We won't set a new date until your situation is completely resolved at your trial." The sociopaths who want to do you harm have complicated the issue, Eric," Dad said.I groaned. "You would have been better off. All my mother was was an older version of Becky Thomas. Two days after her fourteenth birthday the guys had gotten Becky out of her clothes and while she didn't look like the girls in Gallery that little patch of hair between her legs drove us just as crazy as the pictures in Gallery had. Becky fucked every boy who even hinted that he might like to try her on and soon everyone was calling her whore, slut, cum bucket, sperm bank and that is just what my mother was.It made me feel bad. Not that.