" That might do it." I take it you have." Too often. Especially lately. A bit of courage brings me in," she said, lifting her drink to illustrate the ...lixir making her brave. "I hate drinking alone." Glad I could accommodate your needs."She surveyed his body and snickered. "We'll see," she said. "But it's not that. I need to be out in the world when I'm having my drinks. Speaking of which, what are you having?" What's that?" Amaretto." I guess not. Too sweet. I like to feel what the stuff is. Dunno what it was about, just left her to it and watched the world go by. It was going dark. I dunno when Cathy fell asleep, I only noticed after the moon came up and I wanted to ask her if she knew where the hell we were. She was sleeping on my shoulder and it’d cramped up with being in one position so long. I was hungry too. That slice of pie had been too little too far back. Then we got to the turnpike and I knew where I was again so I just counted the cars until the bus stopped and we got. It was Liz, sandwiches in hand, smiling as ever. "Hi!" she said "Sorry to keep you; I just had to have a pee before we left"."Well, where shall we go?" I ventured "Do you know a good place with a bit of privacy?"She grinned "Well, you can never guarantee it of course" she laughed "but I reckon the grounds of that deserted old house on the corner, about a mile down the road should be pretty safe. It's pretty overgrown so it's not overlooked at all but there are quite a few nice grassy patches.. The couple was hardly strict on her and introduced her to a freedom that only 18 years old could dream of having, and they had a colorful social circle that included fashion designers, artist, writers and beautiful people. This was an amazing experience for her and Emma was able to immense herself into this life with grace and elegance. She had experience her first real love but like all teenage romances it lasted about a week, she took it with the same maturity of those of her age. Cried.