Her voice wasn’t loud but the message was clear. He was still looking at her retreating figure, walking into the house, when he heard someone clear ...heir throat. He turned his face only to find the host of the evening and his best friend for 20 years, Matthew… ‘Someone seems to be angry,’ remarked Matthew as he jerked his head towards Fiona who was now sitting on a couch in the living room, her face devoid of any emotion. ‘Who is she?’ asked Nicholas as he looked at Matthew, genuine interest. As always, there had been almost as many Red Sox fans in the stands as there were Baltimore faithful, so it was hard to tell, from the crowd noise, who had won.But it hadn't been us. This time Paul Warren wasn't so unhappy with his pitching staff. We had given up only nine runs in the three games.But our offense had been shut out twice, and scored only two runs in the other loss. Awful!The Yankees were limping a little, too, having dropped two out of three to Toronto before coming in for our. " Touching your face, hair, neck, I murmur, "I didn't either." I lean in to kiss your nose. "You're much prettier than I imagined." We are both blushing. Turning away, taking my hand, you begin to run to the water line. Our sandals are left on the beach. We are fast-walking through the cold surf, wetting the hem of my white cotton dress, your pretty flowered dress. You playfully lift mine to mid-thighs, splash my legs with your foot, then start running up the beach. Momentarily behind, I catch. The clients tendto pay very well, especially if you're willing to spend the night. Iactually did my first contract as an escort, and I'd recommend it."Marigold smiled. The parties had been a lot of fun, and the mentended to be a much higher caliber than other positions. Of course,some of them got rather kinky, but she'd found that more fun than shewould have expected."I'm kind of surprised I'd even qualify for that," Renton chuckled.Software guys weren't usually the party type. He knew that.