“I’m…so sorry, Stephen. I made a terrible mistake last night. I was drunk, and I didn’t know what I was doing,” I explained lamely. He rel...ased my arms, backing away from me, disbelief in his eyes. I was crying again, but he didn’t try to comfort me this time, as he normally would have. I wasn’t surprise, though – I didn’t deserve his comfort. I looked at him, but he was frozen. “Say something,” I whispered. “I don’t know what to say to you, Katya. I just don’t even believe what I’m. Look Jack, it's really late so I had better get going." Oh, yes, of course. Thank you once again Charlotte." It was my pleasure entirely."Chapter 5.When I arrived at work on the next Monday morning, there was a largebouquet of flowers on my desk. Tucked inside was a card which read'With many thanks. Love Jack and Amy'. My heart just skipped a beat.Love! I turned as I heard Jack walk over to his office door."Just a little thank you for Friday night Charlotte!" he said smilingat me."Thank you Mr. I love your hair.” Wendy couldn’t help but acknowledgeRachel’s gorgeous mane. It was a bright, fiery red, falling down ontoher shoulders with a full wavy bounce. Rachel was two or three inchesshorter that Wendy, and wore a sweater and tight blue jeans on herslender frame.“Thanks. Shall we?” At Wendy’s prompting, Rachel knocked on the door.Bill answered the door. “Hi ladies. Come on in.”“Ladies?” Wendy replied. “You know me better. "Sit down!", I said, "I meant right here at the table."She looked right at me with her piercing eyes, saw I was serious, and nodded.Miranda sat back down, but lifted her hips. Her fingers disappeared under her skirt and I saw the motions indicating she was taking off her underwear."Give it to me!", I told her when she appeared to be finished. "Over the table!"It wasn't rush hour in the restaurant, but the fact it was on a busy highway and that Miranda was wearing a very see through top made.