"What are you doing here so late?"Belle blinked for a moment, trying to focus on the ever-changing point of the voice. It seemed to be floating around...her, circling the edge of the glade, the owner hidden behind the tree trunks and foliage."I was just going to leave." She informed the unseen voice, as she sat up, not really nervous. She wasn't sure if she should be afraid or not, but so for she had no reason to be."Already?" the voice commented, for the briefest second she thought she saw a. ’ As she spoke, she took Rainey’s hand again and began pulling her toward a set of metal stairs that led up to the second-floor of the club. ‘Karen, we can’t,’ Rainey protested in a loud whisper, ‘we’re underage, the bar’s up there.’ ‘Exactly,’ her friend replied as she increased her pace. ‘And,’ she said over her shoulder as they started up the stairs, ‘the bouncer just turned his back to talk to some guy who’s probably his boss, so we’d better hurry.’ At her words Rainey picked up speed,. " That would be great Tony, although I think you won't be too chipper for tomorrows breakfast, the boys have prepared a big welcome home for you so why don't you go ahead and enjoy yourself and we can talk to Fred about it tomorrow."Alice was right, the next morning I heard her rattling the breakfast pans and rolled over, I was hung over, the first time in my life. The boys did me proud, I was welcomed back like the Prodigal son returning to the fold. My glass remained full the whole evening. 'She's really here, she's really here.' I thought to myself over and over. 'I have a girlfriend.' I thought.I grinned like a fool to an empty room.I glanced into the kitchen. Sarah was scouring the liquor cabinet, her face twisted in concentration. Hmm ... not a scotch drinker apparently ... or she wouldn't have to read the labels. Oh well, nobody's perfect.With one last look at her beautiful naked form, I turned and started trudging my way up the stairs.Once in the bedroom I whipped off the.