A really tight black jean skirt a red top that came to the top of her stomach. She was also in a set of black stockings and black and red garderbelt. ...nd matching black and red high heels. She had I seen her standing there in tears. So i got out of my car and asked if she was ok. And then she told me that her man left her for her best friend and left her at the beach. So i asked her if there was anything i could do to help her. Then she was telling me about how he kicked her out and she was not. What graduate school?"The poor girl looked flustered and, Cliff noted, very pretty. "Please, Mr. Fitzpatrick, I can't. I promised." Jane, it's Cliff, not Mr. Fitzpatrick. Young lady, we are very much of the same generation. And John Flood is really much too crude. I don't yell and scream, but I was thinking how beautiful that picture of you wearing the wet T-shirt would look in our company magazine. You know ... as part of a story on the dedication of our hardworking sales force?"Jane turned. She was thinking about her own Prom night, and what happened in the back seat of that car, but it was being overlaid with later memories of the same activity. She got horny and the brandy got her loose."My daughter is probably in the back seat of some car right now," she slurred blearily, staring at her wrist, where she usually wore a watch. She wasn't wearing it that night. "She's probably having sex with Langston right this MINUTE!" She got agitated and then relaxed. "Who names a boy Langston. Then she again hugged me tight and became little emotional saying you broke my virginity, I am feeling little afraid, is it safe etc.? Manu and I said, you are perfectly safe, we will give you a tablet for pregnancy prevention and you will be alright. Then she cooled down. Then what can I call you now, she said, are you my husband or boy-friend? Manu said Sanju is our friend. Now you can also ask him for sex anytime whenever you want. Then she smiled and gave me a lip kiss and said I love you..