" That last line stopped Ray dead in his tracks. "What?" he asked. "You know the way people get a song stuck in their heads," she said, "and they have...to listen to them, well it's the same with people. You want to fuck me, so you have to fuck me!" As she said that, she moved closer to him, while opening another button on her shirt. He just stood there, gob-smacked. He did not know what to say, what to do. Before he could think of anything, she had reached him, although now all the buttons on. Misty wished she could overhear them, but had to settle for spying. Sarah stood up and switched on her nightstand lamp, and then shut off the bright ceiling light. This left the room dim, but the lamp cast enough light to still see them both. Sarah removed his jeans and underwear, and then slipped off her black dress. She had not worn a bra, and her stunning body was only covered in tiny white panties. The soft glow of the dim light made the scene even sexier. Sarah toyed teasingly with her. Hers was slim cool and firm.She walked away with a sway of hips that was poetry in motion. My God, I thought, I've copped on for tomorrow!I was in two minds whether to stay at the Ambassador or not. I watched Emma dancing with one of the civvies and I remembered that a bird in the bed tonight is worth two in a club tomorrow. She might not show up, or have some other bloke sniffing round her or be a high class prick teaser.Wurzel was up close and personal with one of the tarts when I returned to. Heather said that shewould be more than happy to once she served them supper.Chapter 5Heather served supper and before Monica could ask any question, sheblurted out one of her own. "What would you like to know about me?"Monica saw that Heather was still nervous and told her to talk like shewas on the first date with her.Heather started to stumble around for what to say. She had no idea whatshe would tell a date. She never had a in person conversation withanyone as Heather, yet alone talk to.