As he got to knowthem the relationship seemed more like sisters or cousins than parent-daughter."Aedee!", she said. "You go and get changed. Miss McNa...ara and I need tohave a little talk." She offered him tea, which he accepted, and theytook their cups into her what she called her 'boudoir'. Actually a smallroom which connected to the main bedroom via a walk-through wardrobe. Thedecor was very feminine, but not girly. Pastel colours, silk bedspread,bits of lace, a chaise longue and a little. “Wait!” Maria stopped her. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her keys. “Put these somewhere out of my sight, I won’t be in any condition to drive home tonight.” She tossed her the keys.Olivia returned as short time later with three beers in her arms. She handed Maria one before cracking one open for herself. Both women threw their heads back and poured the alcohol down their throats. It quickly turned into a chugging contest. By two seconds, Maria finished her drink first and yelled. I lost my opportunity. That’s alright, I could fake it. I would--“This is wonderful!” Tiffany said as she looked around. Matthew had turned down the overhead light and Sara had followed behind Gigi with a long trigger lighter. The whole room twinkled in the candlelight. Sara ducked out of the way as Matthew offered Tiffany his hand. She took it, blushing and smiling. How was it that I was the frightened one? I stood up. She wasn’t wearing the slap bracelet anymore. I reached down to mine but I. "I smiled slowly. "And if that doesn't work, there has to be a boulderlaying somewhere around with his name on it! Perhaps you could bounceit off his head?" Parker laughed out loud then pushed the backside ofmy helmet."You're a hoot, you know that Christian? You always seem to make melaugh and forget my petty troubles."He gave me a quick smile. "At least one person is around here that Ican kid around with... and won't take something I say too damnpersonal." He smiled and leaned closer to my.