I found myself a drink then wandered outside. I saw the two old guys chatting with their wives at a table and wondered if their other halves knew what...they got up to. I rolled one of my occasional ‘special’ cigarettes, and wandered down further into the gardens. Id just got to a more secluded part of the garden to light up when the shorter of the two old men came over and started to make small talk. I could see straight away how pissed he was and could smell the booze on his breath. He. "Kim, you are one of the top agents at my agency and the day after you chucked what I believe was the last piece of clothing you have had on your body, you have managed close on a few properties. I cannot allow you to attend this conference being the only one naked there. So I have asked Jan to take back with her the clothes I am wearing along with my entire entire luggage and donate it to a local charity of her choice."As some of the other passengers were staring at us as I watched Mary pull. Too bad.As registrations quickly pass the 150 mark I call the conference people and demand the larger lecture hall. Request granted.Within ten minutes I’ve reached the 200 mark. Patting her on the bum I say, “Good girl Sarah.” (I’ve noticed quite a few of the men have patted her bum as have a couple of the women.)Everyone is filing into the lecture hall and filling the seats. I position Sarah at the front facing the crowd making her stand with her feet apart and her hands clasped behind her. After Rodney failed to pass muster, there'd come someone else, and someone after that. My dad would make sure his oldest daughter had her chances and my mom would be there too, less vocal, less assertive, but whispering encouragement in my ear. She was just as bad, but in a different way, and fighting off both of them in the vain hope that someday, somehow I might actually explain to them what I was really looking for in a husband ... That was a pipedream.I needed to run away.And now Jamie was.