Was this going to turn out like the other parties she's seen end horribly? Or was she going to be able to pull it off like her cousins did last year a...d her Aunt and Uncle did the year before? She just wanted this night to go as smooth as possible at whatever cost that may bring to her check book. She wanted the food to be up to par or even better than some of the previous parties, the wine, or whatever alcoholic beverage she chose, to be acceptable to her guests and wanted the music to suit. “Let me think about it,” Blair put her hand to her mouth as if she were giving it a lot of consideration before saying blithely “It’s still a no from me.”I chuckled at how funny that was. If I had said something like that before they would have beat the snot out of me.“What about her?” Franklin asked if I was my cousin if I was interested in playing with them.“She can speak for herself,” Blair turned to me.“Let me think,” I put my finger to my chin “That is a no from me as well,” I. It’s starting to feel more real by the second. Just behind her to the left, I see Phoebe, leaning in, watching closely with the the same look of joyous curiosity. The family resemblance is striking.A spasm of intense delight pulses through me, involuntary but welcome. I gasp an instruction. “A little higher! Push up on the head a bit… Ahhh, that’s it!”As she expertly follows my desire, the pulse of delight becomes a burning, raging inferno of happiness. My hips lift above the mattress,. I was only doing it for my girlfriend. However, as soon as that new girl walked in, Shasta dumped and fired me so she could do the photo shoot with some hot woman who was half Chinese half white with big boobs named Kim Potter. Stupid girlfriend stealing little tramp." Wait did you say Kim Potter?" I asked."Yes? Why," replied Max."Was she a couple of inches shorter than me, and did she have a tattoo of a dragon on the..." I was saying."Side of her left breast starting just about here?" Max.