Two glasses. His brow arched when he looked at her. They hadn’t shared a drink since long before she’d kicked him out. Well, apart from at the boy...’ birthdays, and Christmas. But never alone. He noted as she bent to pour the wine that she was wearing no bra. She stood and handed him a glass, raised hers to chink it: -Slainthe, John. Now please sit down. Shesat in a corner of the sofa – a new acquisition, he noted, an elegant Victorian chaise-longue – and patted the space beside her. He sat. “We need to take your clothes for the forensic people and then the Doctor will be into examine you and I should warn you it is very thorough, you understand?” Tracey nodded. “If you want to put this gown on!” Sam pulled a gown from a bag she had at her side and I’ll take your clothes away.”“Listen Tracey, if it helps, I have some of these!” Samantha held out her hand with some white pills on it. “It might help you relax!” She grinned. “I take them all the time!” As she spoke Sam popped. " Nasty!" Not when it's happening to you."That shut her up. I assume she was picturing it."So anyway, I'll keep a close eye on you tonight," I said. "I won't let anyone feel up your pussy on the dance floor or anything." As if!" Just teasing."But she squirmed a bit in her seat."So who's over at Charlotte's place anyway?" Amy asked, breaking another short silence as her mind raced a mile-a-minute."She's got an old friend over there who she hasn't seen in a long time. She wanted to spend time. “I just spoke to mom and she told me where she left you.” “Well, how the hell are you, I haven’t seen you for a few years?” “I’m good, and I’m so glad to see you.” “Well you’ve certainly grown up. You are one beautiful woman now.” “Yes, I guess I was a little bitchy the last time we saw each other after the divorce.” “Well, I can’t say that I blamed you. I know it upset you.” “You were always so good to me and I loved you for it.” We went on appreciating each others presence for the next half.