I've never, not once in my life, spend the night alone in Brock's bed. I've slept beside him a few times but I always had company. Tonight, I hope tha... company is you – otherwise I'll have to drag Zoe across and that would be awkward."Randi was still laughing from having four sets of fingers digging into her ribs but she nodded her head."I want to," she said between gasps. "Now let me up."Brock ceased tickling but Meredith took the opportunity to tweak Randi's boobs. Randi looked at her for a. If I may." What's to talk about? It was the same damned dance as every Saturday.We get our feet stepped on and our asses pinched by a bunch of foul-smelling... horny men." Even as she spoke, Flora felt a flush come toher cheeks, as her body remembered things.Nancy looked dubious. "I don't know; you seemed to enjoy some of it.I saw the way you were dancing with Clyde Ritter. And..." She pausedfor effect. "...I saw you kiss him." What of it?" Flora thought quickly. Nancy and Molly were. "Cash before cunt" she demanded, putting out her hand for payment. I had a £20 note in my pocket and handed it over. "Sodding hell! You cheapskate, that won't even get you to fucking Dover never mind around the fucking world!" She gave me a glare and then said "I take Visa."I played along and flashed my card. Hannah took the card and tucked it, and the £20, into the top of her stocking. She had a bit of trouble in pulling her skirt up as it was so tight across her thighs.I sat in a chair and. A guy had to be absolutely good looking in some way or other… the romantic sort, the rugged sort, or have some kind of ‘theme.’ And there were times, certain timing or ‘finicky’ emergencies we will call them, that any guy that met a certain level of ‘credentials’, ie: intelligence, acceptable looks, knowing how to be there and be inconspicuous, so as not to steal the stage from the princess-to-be, could be commandeered for an emergency. Then there’s me, my name’s Jeff. I work here doing.