I figured we could talk about that on our drive. Or at least I'd hoped that would be settled by then. I knew just where I wanted to sleep and I hoped ...indie felt the same way.As always, mom continued to show she had the expertise and of course the know-it-all ability down pat. When I got back to the kitchen after my quick change, there were our two large carry-coolers sitting on top of the kitchen counter. Very newly washed and cleaned. How on earth did she get that done in the couple of. Instead she smirked. Jenny had never seen a girl go through boyfriends as quickly as Sahara did. Sadly, the other three girls, including Jenny, had found themselves close behind in the fuck-them-and-dump-them race."I'm dating a guy," Jenny said. "We've been going out since last fall. I haven't really had a reason to check out the situation."Three faces turned to peer at her with incredulous looks on their faces."I thought we decided we were going to play the field this year," Ashley said. "I. How can I help you, Mr Earp?”“You can help me, I hope. I work for my uncle, Henry Earp, who owns this building. I am going to launch a US base for our publishing company, BDP, using the offices on the floor that’s beneath my apartment that I just moved in to. Obviously, I want to know how things are. How the agent works with you and for you. It’s been a bit difficult for my Uncle to keep tabs on things as he was last in San Francisco well before World War Two broke out, and with communications. I need to get home, Bill.”“Sure think, Andi.”Bill opens the car door for me, and helps me sit down, which I really need, because I’m so drunk. Once I’m seated, he leans over and gives me another kiss as his hand wanders down between my legs.“Oh my God.”Bill stops, smiles at me and closes the car door. I am wondering what the fuck I’ve gotten myself into. Actually, I know that unless I’m lucky fucking is exactly what I’ve gotten myself into. Bill gets in the car and starts the engine. He appears.