The decision was made. It was time to get out of her stupor. She opened the doors of her wardrobe to see what she could wear. There were a few dresses...she had bought on the man’s suggestion, but never worn because she considered them too revealing. She tried them on, one by one. She looked at herself in the mirror. She admitted that she looked quite sexy in these dresses, but not sexy enough for her purpose. She didn’t just want to be seductive, she wanted to be devastating. She rummaged. The girl, Rebecca, had recently taken to sunbathing in her garden, dressed only in a skimpy bikini. I would often observe her discreetly from my bedroom window, watching as she reclined on the sun bed reading a fashion magazine and listening to her portable cassette player.We'd played together often as children but once in our teens we'd occupied separate universes. Whenever we met in the street, we'd acknowledge each other with a smile and a wave, but seemed to find little in common to talk. It was the sweetest distraction you could name, but it still didn't give her any idea of who she was without Ben. Of course, she really was Raj- sort of. She wondered why Raj had such a problem with Ben. She kicked back on the sofa. Raj had a nice place. She had never noticed the way that Raj kind of just wasted this space. He never really did anything with it- he was always too busy either working for that little extra edge at work, or hanging out with those goon friends of his, trying to. Dan had retained Sue to handle the properties he had previously purchased in the area and had developed a good working relationship with her.Sue was married, somewhere her mid-forties and was petite. She did however have a set of breasts that were rather large for her small frame. She wasn’t drop dead gorgeous but she did have a pretty face and her business like demeanor and the tight skirts she wore attracted men’s attention.Dan invited Sue into his condo saying, “It’s nice to see you. I was.