“So much for free, I thought,” but I purchased a ticket.She took me by the arm and led me to a booth and directed me to enter. The booth had a vin...l covered bench facing a large, glass window that divided my section of the booth from another area containing a chair. My companion, whose name I later learned was Collette, entered this other side and slipped off her dress. She was wearing a pink bra and high heels – no panties.My heart was pounding – a mixture of excitement and fear of the. ‘You know that it’s getting hot outside right? Or are you in Audrey world where OJ is lunch?’ ‘Firstly, it’s still mild outside. Secondly, I was trying to be courteous, but I see my efforts were wasted.’ ‘That’s another problem,’ Marco said frowning as he grabbed a mozzarella stick. ‘You’re too courteous. Don’t you know that guys like a bitch?’ ‘I thought I was a bitch.’ ‘No, you can be a bitch, but a bad bitch. You need to be a good bitch. Or, if you’re in the market for some Beyonce-Janet. " Brad sat down next to me, his arm around my shoulder as he leaned in for a kiss. I could taste the garlic fries still on his breath as his lips parted mine and my tongue met his. His big free hand rested on my right breast as he groped it, rubbing it as his kiss became more powerful, his tongue thrusting to the back of my throat. "Oh, cutie... the things I'm going to do to you..." Brad got on his knees on the floor as his hands grabbed the hem of my shirt and quickly peeled it over my head,. For heavens sake why would an apparently rich and sophisticated woman like Angela Stone be interested in a non-entity like Tanya? It simply defied belief. Hearing the two of them laughing together was starting to drive Rebecca mad. What were they giggling about? They weren’t laughing about her were they? What was there to laugh about? Had she committed some social gaffe she was unaware of? What could they possibly have in common that would exclude her from their little circle? These thoughts.