"What about your little slut of a girlfriend?"Carl reddened slightly and said, "Aw, the hell with her. That's all over now. I'm ready to come back to ...ou and the boys." Really?" Donna said dryly. "Pardon me if I'm a little puzzled, Carl, but a few days ago you said you were going to marry this girl. She didn't dump you, did she?"He got even redder."Would you believe she decided I'm too old for her?" he sneered. "The stupid little bitch had it made, and then she decides to run off with some. Okay, what is going on here? she wondered. A totally gorgeous guy is talking tome and goddamnit, Cypress, stop acting like you’re fourteen! Easier said—er, thought—than done. She noticed that her hands were trembling as she reached for one of her notebooks. Because Avery was helping her gather her things, and he was standing close enough that he bumped against her every time he moved. Cypress just didn’t know how to be around guys—or anyone, for that matter—without freaking out. ‘So um…why is. ” “Yeah, one lonely night,” he said. Distracted, I looked at our wedding photo on my desk. Here I was, at home because I had a deadline to meet while he was enjoying a trip to England to visit family. As I listened to my loving husband and slave on the other end, I chuckled, “You’ll be back in our bed before you know it, besides I have so much writing to do. When you’re here I can’t get anything done.” “You do when I’m knocked out after sex…” “That’s very true hon, listen I really have to. The women leavethe room leaving me here naked, a little while after they leave I get upwalk around the room looking for some clothes and discovering that myboobs are jiggling and bouncing around and my feet are hurting fromwalking on my toes so I put the stupid high heeled slippers back on torelieve the pain in my feet from walking around on my toes, then lookingfor some clothes I find a pair of black lace panties and a long blacksilky night gown with nothing else in the room I put on the night.