I thought Brad was different, that he was the one. I came over and sat on the edge of her bed. I know honey, I gently said as I rubbed her back. What ...id he do to you? It was that slut down the hall. He has been screwing her the entire time, and stupid me just thought he wanted to take things slow. Jen you arent stupid, I told her as she sat up. He is the stupid one for letting an amazing girl like you slip between his fingers. Do you really mean that? Of course I do, you have a 4.0 GPA No not. The man wanted to play dirty, huh? Ana smiled. She hadn’t watched her smut filled shows for nothing. ‘You know, I’m beginning to think that you’re asking me for more than my drink order. Seeing as how I already told you what I wanted.’ He smiled. ‘Well. I could be. Then again, the club is so noisy I probably didn’t hear what you had said.’ She leaned in and whispered ‘I want a screwdriver and a marguerite on the rocks. And possibly you later on.’ ‘Coming right up.’ He said and walked away,. She’d heard the deep rumble of the tractor returning from the field a few minutes ago. By now her men would be in back of the barn, knocking off the dirt, making use of the hose to wash away the salt and sweat of a hard day, cooling off their sun baked skins. She headed for the wash line, her feet lightly tapping a count down, marking the seconds she patiently waited. Five minutes. She would give them five minutes to start, and that would give her enough time to hang the washing. If they were. ’ ‘Wait, Jenni.’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Do you run?’ ‘Yes, regularly.’ ‘Why don’t you join me in the morning?’ ‘I’d love that – say 7:30?’ ‘Say 5:15 from my apartment. We run six miles and then it’s my breakfast treat at the Old Immigration Wharf.’ ‘I can manage six miles and I can manage a cooked breakfast but 5:15? That’s torture.’ ‘Well, if it’s…’ ‘I’ll be there – I have your address, noted from your wallet which I nosed through when you were taking a nap after fire hosing me.’ ‘You nosey bitch.’ ‘Yes,.