Claire had no intention of leaving him out. A short while later Neil returned and sat down to a glass of wine while Claire finished cooking the steaks... “So, was this morning good?” he asked her as she put down his dinner plate in front of him. She smiled. “Very,” she told him. “I... I bet you must be a little... tired after it all.” “Yes, sore and tired.” “They’re very big guys aren’t they?” he said with a smile. Claire nodded. “You fairly notice the difference,” she replied. “Anyone who. I thought, "Cute. Real cute"!There must have been 8 or 9 people there already and I mingled and shared pleasantries up until everyone had arrived which made for about 20 people at the party in addition to Martin, Elizabeth, Heidi and me. It was quite the experience and a real turn on to be standing there with everyone dressed in dinner jackets or cocktail dresses, except for Heidi who was standing there stark naked except for stockings and gloves which Martin and his friends referred to as her. I grabbed a little black purse and pulled out the wad of hundreds and slipped it down into my bra, the paper rough against my breast. I was nineteen, so I would need to bribe the bouncer to get in. A thousand bucks should be more than enough. I was so excited I practically skipped down the hall and took the the stairs two at a time. The living room was noisy, Mark's buddies were there, talking and joking and probably getting blown by a slut or two. I entered the living room and I smiled at the. ' Don't you worry, Ma'am. You just move a bitty and let me up there and you be seated.' The voice was deep and rich and warm.Elizabeth scanned the ebony face with its smiling eyes and the teeth gleaming white. She protested without conviction as the black man stood up and offered her his seat.Once seated, her briefcase on her lap, one hand holding tight to the chrome handhold of the seat in front as the bus swayed and hurtled through the rainy streets, Elizabeth, in sidelong glances, considered.