“Ouch. No that’s the last thing I feel like worrying about at the moment. Look, I was supposed to be meeting him there. Would you mind taking him ...nder your wing?”“I think he might be a bit wary of me after our last meeting,” Allison said with a grin.“That’s all right – cough – he’ll put up with it if I tell him to.”“I mean, it’s all right, you and him? After what he did?”“Yes. Let’s say he’s had a rethink of some of his attitudes.“Well, in that case, yes, I’ll keep an eye on him.”“Thanks. I do. Guys fell at my feet, asked to dance with me and told me I was sexy and beautiful. There he was, my ex. He stood next to an unbelievably gorgeous man, tall, tanned, muscular. I walked over and said hello to my ex, it took him a while to recognize who I was, but when he did his mouth dropped open. Before he had the chance to reply, I had already grabbed his friend's hand, smirked at my ex, and led him into my friend's guestroom. I pushed him onto the bed, ripped his clothes off to reveal his. Now, part of me felt really sorry for my mum, part of me felt anger towards Steve for fucking her around this way, but a big part of me, the bit between my legs thought that this might be my golden opportunity. I poured a large measure of Malibu over ice in a tall glass; mums favourite drink and took it upstairs. Mum was in the bathroom removing her earrings. “I bought you up a drink mum,” I said gently tapping the door. Mum opened the bathroom door and took the glass from me. “Thanks. In the beginning of their marriage she had kept quiet while Mike had struggled up through the ranks, from patrolman to sergeant, and finally to lieutenant. It was only after Mike had been a lieutenant for five years that she had begun to ask why he didn't seem interested in promotion. Even at that, she asked only rarely, she didn't want to annoy him, because she knew that would only make him more stubborn."... and the well-known night-club owner, Jay Snyder," said the newsman, interrupting.