"Gah, no, sorry, not like that, I mean ... well, kinda like that, but..." Did you take a bite of that pizza or something?" Karen couldn't believe she ...as having this conversation. Her friend could be a bit flakey, and was going through a lot, but still!Cindy grabbed her water and took a swig. Better. She looked at her friend again."What I mean is ... do you like Freddy?"Karen blushed a bit, luckily not too evident on her tanned face. Biting her lower lip, she tried to think of an answer that. 00 am the young hansome stylist arrived. Sam's Mom was stillenjoying her wedding day bath for the last one hour. All kind of memoriesfrom her previous wedding nights came to her. Ohhhhhhhhh she shoutedwhile putting the rope: I wish he comes now.She sat finally in her room where she was supposed to be styled with ahuge hair towel wrapped as a turban over her head. Sam could see thefacial expression of Mark (the stylist) as he approched the bride fromthe back. There was not much talk as they. "No, thank you," stammered Dawn. The other woman's grip tightened and she seemed amused by Dawn's confusion and her lack of response."Back off, Delaney," came another voice. Dawn looked to see someone she assumed was one of the female bouncers standing by them, her arms folded under her breasts. It surprised Dawn that the woman, although showing signs of a lot of working out, looked remarkably feminine. Her make-up was perfect and the dress she wore was cut to flatter her figure." Shit, Gummer,. She knew it showed off her assets very well and tried to walk with the elegance of a catwalk model, towards the tub. She knew she was wet and the chance to get in the water would be the perfect way of hiding any evidence of the fact.The pool was warm as she stepped in, but not too much and she knew that as soon as she pressed the button to start the bubbles, it would all add to the cooling process. She sat back in the captains chair, slung her arms out each side and fumbled around for the.