“Let Mike get you some liquid sunrise. It’s just Florida orange juice and champagne” she confides “but soooo refreshing.” Mike is right t...ere with tall, slim, stemmed glasses. It seems perfectly natural as we lift our glasses in a toast and Gloria exclaims “to a wonderful friendship”.We settle on comfortable patio chairs to sip our drinks and chat about the weather, the magnificent view of their back yard, the price of gasoline and the latest nonsense from Tallahassee. While we chat I. Two of the security guards go with me, while the rest stay with Lia and the rest of my ladies going to the hairdresser today. The ladies go in two or three groups, now; it varies with how many staff the hairdresser has at work. The rest of the ladies will be getting their hair done tomorrow.About ten minutes later we’re standing in the entrance to a fencing club while Meredith signs us in after we show identification. A member of staff escorts us to a medium sized training room on the next. It was primal, it was animal. It was fucking sexy. “Get on my desk,” he ordered, “and face away from me.” I did as I was told, knowing what was going to happen next, knowing that it was wrong, but not wanting to do a single fucking thing about it. I sat on his desk, and faced away from him, waiting. After what felt like an eternity, I could feel his hands on my back, turning me around to look at him. He stood there, in all his glory, his blonde hair shining in the moonlight, his green eyes. Some studying, chatting with Linda on the phone for an hour, then some reading before I went to bed. The next day at school Keith asked me if I knew anything about what Holly was wearing to the dance. I shrugged and told him that even though I was the one that took them shopping, they had not allowed me to know what either of their costumes were. After class I told him I wanted to talk to him for a bit before he headed home. He agreed and we took a seat out in the quad and I decided to level.