The phone rang again, about forty minutes after the meal had been completed. Rebecca answered the phone again and spoke excitedly for a few minutes be...ore hanging up. She dashed out into the hall and then came back slipping on her denim jacket at the same time.'Mum, Dad, Aunt Joy... that was Graham on the phone... I'm going round to his place for a while... a few things have come up that we need to sort out. I'll be back later... byeee.''But, Sis... wait, what about me, my hair.' Alan had run. That turned out to be a huge mistake.Her second husband was nothing to do with acting or performing, he was wealthy and owned a string of nightclubs. Unfortunately he had a partiality for scantily-dressed young lap dancers and was caught out and publicised by the gutter press before April even had a clue what was going on, leaving her no choice in throwing him out of her life. Her first husband was an actor, one of the “boy” actors in the long-running school drama in which she first made her. And yes, it gave me a bit of a thrill to know that people were making the effort, knowing I hadn't.The doorman nodded at me, hiding his smile, so even the paid help wasn't taking it too seriously. Up the elevator with a couple and the woman asked me what I was supposed to be. I replied "A Cheesy Dame." They both cracked up, telling me I had hit that on the head. When I arrived at the party, everyone turned to look as I entered the door. I cried out, "What does a girl have to do to get a drink. Finally it was Jane's turn to dance. She loved to dance especially the fast and wild stuff that was popular at the time, but I was never the rock and roll king and always preferred to slow dance or let her dance with someone else. So this was her chance to really let it hang out.She had after seeing the bottoms come off the first girl, had almost decided to put her clothes back on and leave but the music and excitement along with her fantasy of dancing nude in front of men was overpowering, as.