John walked around and opened the car door for Ashley to get out and reached out to take her hand. “Oh dear, a gentleman. A rare breed John. Gentlem...n and Tigers…..” Ashley couldn’t repress her giggle before continuing. “Only a few of you left. I’ll need to show you off to my girlfriends since most of them have concluded the species IS extinct already. But beware, they might want to take you home and cage you to start their very own breeding program to help save the species.” They both laughed. Virginie's own mother also had a French name, and Virginie looked to me as though she could have been of North African origin - Moroccan, Algerian, Tunisian perhaps, but certainly not English. At age forty my mother Virginie was vivacious and shapely, 5 feet six inches in height with lily white skin, a crown of black curly hair, a fine high-bridged nose, brown eyes, always intensified by black eye liner, and a rather firm mouth. She spoke flawless English and had absolutely no sense of humour.. ..we both are dealing with wretched human beings. What shall we do about this madame?" I asked. "Hmmm...I don't know, do you have any ideas dear sir?" she asked. "Well....since your man can't keep his dick out of anything that walks and my girl will screw anything within a mile radius. I suggest that we get back at them by enjoying ourselves like they are. " I replied. "You mean...fuck?" she asked, seemingly in shock. "Yeah...unless you'd rather not. " I said uncertainly, afraid I had misjudged. Judy chuckled, “Oh, you are so screwed now. I can’t wait to see how you look in heels!”Amy just smiled a devilish smile. Would she really make me wear the same outfit I had her wear? I did not think she would but I was beginning to wonder. I had really belittled her at times this past week and made a lot of sexist comments. If she wanted revenge shewas going to have a perfect opportunity to do so now. I also knew that Judy would be happy to egg Amy on to embarrass me like I had embarrassed her..