What's going on? What the hell was Gabby talking about, anyway? Who was she with?" Now you're worried about who Gabby might have hooked up with? You d...n't even know which one of us to pretend you want to be with." Seriously. Who was it?" It wasn't like that, Vince. We just had some help figuring ourselves out. You just can't deal with the fact that we care about our own needs and not just yours. You can't handle it." Wait a minute, Lizzie. 'We'? You and Gabby were with somebody? What the fuck?". What worried her was whether or not he wanted her back. She knew he enjoyed looking at her and smiled at her in a faux mysterious way, as if to try and cover up some sort of forbidden thought. Today, Paige was particularly aroused, her lust fueled by Ian's presence and increased amount of stares and smiles. The familiar tickle in between her thighs when she saw Ian was beginning to frustrate her and she slipped out into the fridge and slipped her hand down her work shorts and pressed her palm. We walked along the surf, warm water lapping at our bare feet. No words were said; none were needed. I suppose we were both enjoying the moment. I have no idea how far we had walked, but eventually Jen spoke up. “Do you think we should maybe turn back?” I could have walked all night, but I realized that she must be getting tired. We turned and started back, walking even slower, as if prolonging the moment. About halfway back, Jen broke the silence again. . "As always it was rewarding doing business with you."The man across the table grunted and along with his two hulking guards slipped into the shadows. Izumi fell in step as Charles left the meeting place."That was quick," she said has her head swiveled side to side."Yeah, the short one doesn't talk much. Any trouble?" No."Charles shook his head. "No lying. No backstabbing. This is how organized crime should be. Tell the boys to pack up. It's time to go."She nodded and despite her heeled boots.