I admired myself in the mirror and primped my hair. I added more lipstick.The minutes ticked by and I got a little impatient. I almost wanted to get d...essed and find him, but I figured he'd be angry. I just thought it better be a good surprise. Maybe he was going to get us some coke - for old times sake. My mind delighted at this idea.Finally there was knock and I opened the door."It's about-"I stopped suddenly when I realized it wasn't Robert. Another man stepped into the bathroom and shut the. I was also on such a sexual high, that coming back to earth was difficult enough, even without the abrupt ending. So for an indeterminate period, I remained glued to the spot. Finally, it was the pain that brought me around. My knees stung. My shins felt scraped. My back was sore. The base of my thumbs were lightly lacerated, and the rest of my palms ached.My first inclination was to plunge backwards into the pool to recuperate. It dawned on me that this would damage the otherwise pristine. She told me how pleased she was with my work, and that I would make some woman happy if I ever found just the right one to marry.At the club, we talked mostly business over drinks. It was a typical business meeting, almost.We sat on plush leather chairs like the kind you have in a living room. There was a small round cocktail table next to our chairs and the lighting was subdued. It was a very elegant club.We talked business for the first half hour. She drank martinis and I had scotch. One. Renée was curled up to my right. She was stroking my cheek while watching my face. I looked into her eyes and felt her pain. She wasn't physically hurt, but she hurt all the same. It was that gut wrenching feeling of losing a friend or a beloved pet. The feeling that something horrible had happened in your life and there might be nothing you can do to fix it. I understood that pain because I felt it myself.Erin, Nadia, Tabitha, Chloe and Yvonne were piled on my bed with us. They were gathered.