.. and it's directed at me. "You don't let that sort of thing happen. I know you-"I cut her off, "You don't know me that well Carly."She laughs bitter...y, turning away from me, "Like hell I don't!" She turns back, and her face is softer, and her tears have stopped. "But maybe you're right. The Sam I know doesn't let herself be beat up. The Sam I know doesn't hide secrets from her best friend and then lie to her face!"And I wish I could be angry, but she's right. The Sam she knew wouldn't do. She had lain there wondering what the big deal was. Oh, sure, it felt nice, but that was it. There weren't any of the skyrockets, shells bursting, or roaring in her ears that she'd read in the romance novels she devoured.That had changed when she'd started at Hubbard. That very first time with a guy was indelibly etched in her memory. The sex had been a whole lot better than anything she'd experienced. She'd come, and that was part of it. It was the first time someone else had made her climax,. I mentally revelled in being Emilia's personal pedicure provider whilst her shoe was plastered against my nose. The knowledge that I was at the beck and call to the needs of my typist's feet turned me on immensely. I took perverse pleasure in the idea that I was training myself to form an attachment to Emilia's scent with every sniff, addicting myself to the natural perfume of her feet.Each night after that, it would be my secret tribute to her feet's perfection. I would sniff them intently. That wouldn’t be so bad, would it? Instead, for the second time that day, Brandi ran blindly away from her friend.Niles. She needed to find Niles. Lily was gone, a lost cause - but Niles would know what to do.He’d be able to save them.Brandi was surprised to find that Niles’ front door was also ajar. She heard a shout, which she read as a response to her knock.Brandi’s run across town had only been interrupted when she stopped to throw up. The booze, the sight of Lily’s normally snow-white skin.