I had a lot of fun at the party. We joked and drank quite a bit, Tequila shots, Vodka with sherbet powder, ..., well, you know these kind of parties :....At one point, I started to wear a red helmet, one of the guys had brought with him. For some reason that I can't remember anymore, probably too much alcohol, I didn't want to let go of the helmet for the remainder of the night. When the party was nearing its end, early in the morning, the guy whom the helment belonged, approached me and wanted. " I rub her shoulders slowly, pulling the blankets over her. After what seems to be a few seconds I fall asleep, my hand cupping the girl's breast. In the morning, I wake before the girl, playing with her hair. "You awake, babe?" I ask. She barely moves, she's a deep sleeper obviously. I kiss her quickly and get off the bed, making my way down to the kitchen and to make some coffee for us both. I sit at the table, waiting for her to come down, so I can see her again. An hour passes and. She could go the local pub on a football afternoon and wouldnt be out of place. She had this warmth that radiated from her, making her instantly likeable. Everybody loved her. Her father loved her the most. He would talk about her like she was his prized possession. Eva did this, Eva did that, apparently Eva was the fucking bees knees. It was even more sickening because it was so true. The point was that George adored his daughter. He and Max had a friendship that hadnt tasted betrayal for. I handed it to her, and she read it through, and when she had done she said "That wasn't what I was expecting, I expected you'd want sex". I didn't tell her I had found an easier way to get release in that area, but said "Look if we cant be lovers and you wont be a good house wife then I am getting nothing out of this marriage, so as far as I am concerned we will get divorced." It was the first time I had mentioned the D word to her although I had thought about it several times recently.I think.