. whose townhome is this?" She pulled keys out of her pocket. There was a small paper tag attached to them with a string. Amber read the info out loud..."David and Sally Simons." She flashed me one of her most seductive smiles."Who are they?" The people who own this place," She said, followed by a giggle."But Amber ... Oh, I think I get it." She just stared at me, smiling, leaning into the car window. "Is your mom the agent for this place? Is this a property she's selling?" It hadn't dawned on me. Helen was a tall raven haired woman dressed in a long white Greek dress held together with gold straps. Zoe introduced her as Helen of Troy. Helen's boyfriend was temporarily off-planet visiting his parents.Helen explained that he was intending to gently break the news that he might become engaged to an actress. She was very willing to be with me for the evening, but as Brian and Zoe's friend, not a replacement for the absent boyfriend. We four shared a table. Brian and I danced with Helen and. She really dreads having to move on when Justin or Melanie start getting suspicious and she has to quit seeing Darren."I still remember the shock of overhearing that conversation. I spent the rest of the evening watching Jennifer and Darren. I was trying to convince myself that what they were doing WAS innocent. I began adding things up in my mind, seeing their actions in a different light. I mean Darren and I had been best friends since before beginning grade school. He and I, Melanie and. But I can’t sleep, I usually workout or something to tire me out before falling asleep.”“Then let’s stretch or something.”The four friends climbed out of their sleeping bags and into the frigid exposure of the unheated apartment living room. “Ok, pair up, everyone.”Michelle stood behind Stacy, and Kris stood behind Beth. Stacy and Beth began leaning to the right and Michelle and Kris held them at the hips. The only sound in the room was leveled breathing from the girls, and the light snoring of.