Sammy stood up and walked over, and sat down on the chair. She looked down at the plate of eggs, bacon, and toast, and slowly started to eat. She had ... sip of juice, and then looked up at Annie. "Miss ... I love you, Miss." No you don't, you stupid cunt."Sammy immediately looked down at her plate and panicked at the thoughts racing through her mind. How had she misread things so wrong? What had she done wrong? Her eyes misted over as tears filled her eyes, and she let her arms fall to her sides. I hadn’t had a drink all night I don’t like to drink never have. “No your drunk I’ll take you home.” I said. I picked her up and took her to my car, and drove her home. I took her to the door and began to walk away.“Where do you think you’re going?” she asked.“Home,” I said.“Not without a goodnight kiss!” she yelled. I walked back and our lips met I was just going to give her a peck but she grabbed me and held my lips to hers. I had no choice I opened my lips to allow her long tongue entry into. ‘What did you do to your hair?’ ‘It’s a 35,000 dollar ‘do.” ‘What are you talking about?’ ‘I bought a car, a little black sports car, a convertible.’ ‘Has something happened to you, Kevin?’ Shaking her head slightly, she looked at me. ‘This is not what I heard you were like. Take me for a ride.’ ‘You’re not hungry?’ ‘I can wait. Can you?’ ‘For food. Oh, yeah.’ The valet had left the top down. I goosed the accelerator. We scooted up Fourth Street and I took the little double-turn onto Riverside. I was able to talk her into letting me see them quite often by telling her that I was just inspecting them. I’m sure that she knew better but at least I got to see them. Then one day I asked her if I could make a plaster cast of her breasts and she eagerly let me.It was a learning experience. The plaster slipped down her body when she stood up but it did better when she was on her back. Then adding strips of newspaper helped it form a rather nice chunk. A couple of weeks later I made a great.