I can go to the bank and do that for you. Maybe you can get that checking protection thing the banks have. I see it on the commercials all the time.�... He ignored me and read the laptop screen as I sat next to him. “Did you buy something at The Plaza?” He asked. “Yeah I got a dress for that party we were invited to next week.” “How much was it?” “I don’t remember. I think it was like $90.00.” “Try $175.00, Kait” “No, the dress was $90, but I bought earrings and a bracelet too.” He pounded his. The mexicans laughed and chatted in spanish, excited. She looked back and saw one of them jamming the bottle in and out of her. All she felt was the vague cool of the bottle opening her. It was like a movie. The sex exploitation of a well raised girl by the low class of the big city. She realized her role as the victim and let out a moan. This was her dream, even if she never put her finger on it before. The more they slapped her, the deeper they saw the bottle disappear inside her. She panted. “What for this time?” I ask quietly. “Erm... Shit!” he mumbles and inspects the wallpaper. “Simon. Simon?” He finally turns back to face me, and if he is surprised to find my face just an inch away from his, he doesn't show it. That beautiful face. The only bright thing in my day today. I look him straight in the eyes and move my head even closer. I can feel his breath escaping from his nose and mouth.'He even smells like me,' I suddenly think. 'He must use the same shower gel as I do.' I am. Colin was certainly the mood maker of the evening, actively engaging both Priya and Mark and ensuring everyone was having a good time.The alcohol was playing a part too. Priya wasn't drinking tonight, but Colin made sure that Mark was getting his fill, urging him to match him drink for drink. Colin had been reading Priya's body language from the start of the evening and was eager to see where things could go. Whenever Mark left the table to get something from the kitchen or use the bathroom,.