”“All this was the reason I didn’t kick up a fuss when you had that six-month affair eight years ago.”“Bugger! And I thought I’d been disc...eet and got away with it!”Now it was Janet’s turn to raise an eyebrow.“You must be joking!” she said. “At least in my case, Brett and I may have been screwing around, at one stage right under your nose, but you didn’t either notice or find out. When you had your affair, I knew about it within a week of the start. I can read you like a book, and I just knew.I. The flowers and favors on every table, the decorations, the gowns, everything combined to make this a very elegant and romantic evening.Dance followed dance, though occasionally we sat one or two out and talked. That was the exception. This was the South, so the Prom was about seeing, being seen, and dancing. It was a promenade, where Eric showed me off, and, I showed him off. I could feel the eyes of the adults following us. I was one of the youngest girls there, so I got more than my share of. Shirt, jeans sorted. Emma on the other hand likes to take her time. I cracked open a beer and chilled on the sofa whilst I waited. I was eager to start the night. Finally, Emma entered the room. Drop dead gorgeous. She was wearing a little, low cut summery dress with high heels. Her tanned body glistened. Make up done to perfection. Her dress came just below her bum which made it look even bigger. It had been a very long time since I had seen her looking this good. “Are you ready big boy?”. The exhausted girls flopped onto the grass, panting and inwardly cursing this diminutive Tartar."My feet hurt and I'm cut all over" moaned one of them."On your lazy feet, you!" stormed Annie at the lady in question. "Come over here!"The unfortunate complainer did as she was told. Annie drew herself up to her full height and stuck out her firm determined chin."Of course your feet hurt - you stupid girl! You aren't wearing shoes - idiot! What do you expect - HALF-WIT! We all have sore feet. And.