..and I would never doanything to humiliate him" simpered ChrissieShe was the one girlfriend Barbara envied, simply because everything withher marriag... was perfect"Well why don't you have a think on it....in fact you should all think onit. In the meantime let Buttercup refresh your drinks" she nodded to hermaid who was kneeling patiently at her side. Buttercup moved around theroom collecting glasses then went to the cocktail bar to make new drinks.The girls immediately started talking among. The two bedroom apartment is still really small, and smells like sweat and ass. You are doing the best you can to clean up and air out the place (the smell will probably never completely leave). One of your neighbors sounds like he is having a pretty heated argument with his wife about nothing. The walls are paper thin, and it's like the man is yelling right next to you. Looking out your window you see a few buildings, but the view is terrible, you thought you would be able to see more of the. Myinstinct was to warn her not to over-imbibe. If she got tipsy she might dosomething foolish, which could affect me. What if she tore what she waswearing? Would I register that as pain? But then I concluded that hermagic should prevent anything like that. So I definitely had become abeliever. It was hard not to, now that I occupied her costume. The roomwas slightly warm and I was suddenly aware of her underarms beginning toperspire. It wasn't like the hint I'd registered right after. “That’s what it would run you at a coffee shop these days, and it’s ex-wife,” she reminded him. He produced a five-dollar bill and she took it and headed into the kitchen.She returned in a minute and half with a cup of the black elixir. She set it on the coffee table in front of him.She recrossed the floor of the room and resumed her standing position facing him. So, your excuse?” she said. The man looked worried. The meeting was not going as the man had hoped, not as the last three such.