” “What?” I asked. “Tell me what you though about.” There was no way. Surely not. She only stared, but she stared at my whole body, going ...own and then up with her eyes as though she was taking in the measure of me. I was in a skirt again and my tee shirt clung to my body, showing the shape of my breasts. My legs were pale, but well shaped. I did my fair share of rebuffing men who become overconfident with too much drink. When her got back to my face, she kept her eyes on mine. “Did you. I'm alreadyembarrassed standing here in my own house in front of Diane. How could Ido this in front of more people? I'm more than willing to help you anyother way, but I can't be a waitress."At that point, Diane stood up and came over to me. She stood beside meas we faced Carla, and wrapped her arm around me. She towered over me,being a good six inches taller, and more muscular too. Giving me a lighthug, she leaned in to whisper in my ear."Phil, you are such a sweet person. I know I've given. The hashish didn't help any, leaving her mind vague and unsure. She was like a drug-user: befuddled and vague. What she could remember sent a chill up and down her spine. Had she done everything she remembered? As she groaned and raised herself on one elbow to look around, she knew that she had done all that she remembered and probably more. And... Nichole had taken pictures!She sat bolt upright, shivering. A man, on the floor, moaned and looked up at her. With a groan, he rolled over on his. Had she not been married, he often wondered if their friendship could haveturned into something more...Eventually, though, things improved. His suspension ended and hereturned to work at AT&T, but assigned to a different department. Most ofthe people he had known before had been laid off that fateful day. "Goodriddance!" he thought of most of them -- though he never got up the courageto call Airam back again, nor did she ever call him. A few people askedhim if he really did it and what it was.