Only, I didn't think Madhu was used to this with another girl. Then the music changed tempo. Something slow came on. Madhu stopped, and took a swig of...wine. But I swayed over to her, still wanting to dance. Madhu put her hands on my waist and drew me back into the middle of the room, keeping her eyes locked on mine. Soon, she started to dance with me putting her hands on my shoulders. She didn't seem ready to break eye contact. As the dance continued, Madhu pulled me closer. Our hips met,. They'll hurtyour feet but trust me on the look."After grabbing pizza at the food court, Jane notice Donald sittingcross legged in his new dress and staring at the salon across fromthem. A smile spread across the two girls faces. "You want a full makeover, Debra?" Debra?" Don asked puzzled."You hardly look like a Donald." Pam giggled. Don just blushed andnodded.Donald had a lip wax, leg wax, manicure and pedicure. Donald knew thathe had just started shaving and knew that his mother wouldn't. The guy I was meeting could be tall,dark and pig ugly.Or dark,hansome and 4 foot nothing.Crap.I hadn't thought this out as well as I thought. I had told Luke,the guy I was meeting that I didn't want any small talk.Just sex.He said he was fine with that.I told him what I would be wearing, A black bustier( shoved my tits up nicely), a black skirt,and high heels.He said he would be wearing a grey pinstriped suit,and reading an Independant newspaper.So I was checked into my room,and was now at the. I checked my score and saw that I shot a ninety-three. That was a pleasant surprise.Everyone agreed it was a tight, enjoyable match, but to have it end in a tie wasn't good enough. There would be a putting contest to determine who would be declared the victor.Four hours or so of being with these three high-powered men was entertaining on its own. Milo was the furthest thing from a "tree hugger." He understood the economics of the industry and was forever trying to reconcile the radical.