" She answered. "What the fuck have I done?" she wondered as she closed her cell phone.Anna weaved her little 1966 bug through the beginning rush hour...traffic to the Garment District. It was "First Friday" night. The streets would be packed. Parking would be hard to find. The first Friday of the month, all the art galleries would be open very late. All of them would be serving wine, cheese and hors d'oeuvres. Kansas City was full of pigs. They knew nothing of art, but would flood the streets at. Oh my god a cold pepsi?! You are a true friend. he said quietly. I brought the can to his lips and he sipped as if it was like a life giving orgasm in a can. He did choke a bit on one drink but he was ok. He smiled after we drank the can dry. Thank you for everything. Id be dead if it wasnt for you. He said. Actually you got Lucky there to thank he dragged me to the hole where you were. I think he must have smelled you or something. I know I sure did when I got in the hole with you. I said. I called Sadye."I need a favor; it's important."Sadye said, "Of course." I need you to come to the cookout as soon as you can and act like I'm very special this evening."She said, "I have a date for a pledge swap and a pledge meeting tonight." Can you get out of them?" I'll say my scholarship depends on meeting with the Lauders. I'll just get fined. I'm sure Kara will help me.I said, "I'll cover the fine." I won't have to act much ... Don't worry; I'll be on my best behavior. I guess you need. As you approach, you smirk at me, knowing what a bad girl you're being and once you get within arm's length of me, I reach out and grab a handful of your pretty hair and squeeze tight as you squeal out uncontrollably. At the same time, I drag you by the hair into the bathroom and proceed to make our way to the handicap stall to give us a little extra room to play.I close the door behind us and you look a little shocked and scared, thinking that I may be displeased with your antics. I tell you.