I hurried upstairs and put on the sexiest dress I own. I put my hair up and did my makeup just perfectly. Truthfully, there was no one I wanted to imp...ess at the dance. The only one I wanted to impress was watching me for the next three days. Liu watched me as I walked down the stairs. “I didn’t know that Saran Wrap made party dresses,” he said as he shook his head “no”. “Do you like it?” I asked as I turned around to model it for him. “So what street are you working?” he asked. I smiled. It was an act of miracle that this was my best friend's girl lying there under me.I imagined her as I'd always seen her, so quiet, so full of herself and her European ways. Danitza, oh, Danitza; always in a skirt and pantyhose. Always so china doll like, now you're getting fucked up the ass by me, and it's so wonderful that your butt is mine now. What a precious secret treasure you've had hidden between those small, round cheeks, always hidden by a skirt and panty's, always forbidden because. " My Inheritance."She asked more questions about my stories. Somewhere during the grilling, I raised the seat arm and moved into the middle seat to be next to her."Move back to your own seat," she said firmly.We didn't talk for about fifteen minutes. She was as still as a statue. Finally, she turned back to me."Are you married?" she asked."No," I replied."I am."Silence again. When the plane started its descent, she resumed our conversation by saying, "You really are E.Z. Riter, aren't you?". "I laughed He must think I am a fool!"I know it sounds silly, young lady. But yep, a few weeks ago I was very well off - and I really enjoyed the job and the perks that came with it."The old cab hit a pothole and it springs were not up to the shock. I was tossed around on the back seat."Sorry about that. I'm still not used to the new job yet. Ah well, back to my story. I was just trying to hail a cab just like you did, only it wasn't the airport, but in front of a hotel, just after my dinner.