And there on the CCTV screen the camera would be point straight to were I had been. It was obviously crammed downstairs. Pete took me to the office. W... usually went there first. He would get a kick out of showing me how naughty people were being downstairs. There was a strict policy of you were caught by the staff having sex then you either bought a membership there and then or got out for good. Many left. A few rich bastards would pull out a credit card, be ushered up stairs only to realise. 'Are you married', he stammered, unsure whether to ask or not?I shook my head, 'Father unknown', I added nonchalantly, and his jaw dropped at my casualness, 'one night sex fling', I added, warming to his confused look.I went across to the comfortable looking sofa and eased myself into it, sitting down allowed me to let my thighs part, and sure enough his eyes rested on my knees, I had no intention of hiding what was up my skirt, and continued the pose even when his gaze was so obvious.'Surely. I know tonight had to be hard for you.”“What do you mean?” she asked, though she remained subdued as she stared out again.“Well ... I told you I didn’t get Heather a scarf.”She sniffed. “You can say that again.”“I’m really sorry about that, honest. Heather wanted to keep it hidden, though, and ... Well, I feel bad, for not telling you about it, before or after.”“You don’t have to be sorry. I mean, it’s gorgeous, Matt. So perfect for her ... You truly are an amazing boyfriend, you know that?”I. " I said."No, I didn't. I only had two." Maya hiccupped."You hiccupped, Penelope. You had four, so you're drunk." I said. "But really, you do look beautiful." Thank you, Riley." Maya smiles at me."You're welcome, you beautiful short little stack of pancakes." I giggled. Maya began to giggle after I called her a short little stack of pancakes."Riles, if I wasn't attracted to your uncle Boing, I mean Josh, I would be attracted to you. I would kiss you passionately out in the middle of the dance.