) This close 'grooming' enabled Janice to break someof the ice that had formed between Monica and Joanna.She spoke softly to prevent Joanna or me over...earing but Janice told melater as we dressed for classes, what had transpired."It's true, Monica is a total innocent. She was away in America for ayear because of a custody battle between her mum and dad. Her mum woneasily but she hates her dad because she feels he betrayed her byleaving mum when Monica was a babe-in-arms.The custody battle was. He was a real hunk. A big, very muscular white guy, with a very handsome face and short but lush blonde hair. He looked to be about 21 or 22.After taking a breather, we went to the porch to talk. Immediately I could tell he was very drunk."Goddammit baby I must say you are a fine piece a ass," he slurred.I giggled. There was something cute about him. He had a deep southern accent, and I took him as something of a redneck, although he didn't seem to have a problem hitting on a black girl. He. I saw him going off with the lead singer of one of the bands – she’s a bit of a dish – and I went with Chris, the photographer. That’s it.’ ‘No, that’s not all of it, is it, Marianne?’ countered Caroline. ‘You stayed with Chris last night as well! Also, when we met at the party, you gave me the go-ahead. Didn’t you?’ ‘Well, yes. Kinda. But that was at the party, and last night was, was… well. It was just last night. At least, that was the plan.’ Marianne looked down at her shoes. ‘I’m a bit. . but what could I do? If I made a fuss George would deny it and Jake would never get promoted, hell he could even loose his job. I turned and smiled at George and removed his hand from my leg. He didn't seem angry he just smiled back.A while later when his hand returned it was much higher up this time, again I looked to my husband for help but Jake was gone. I looked around the room and didn't see him and then I looked at George and asked, "Where's Jake?" Oh my dear I must have forgotten to.