Raoul swept in, his latest chippy in tow behind him. She was young,leggy and blonde. Not like me. I'm all curves and boobs and ass andwild dark hai...r. Typical Raoul. I stood on tip toe - not much of a taskin six inch heels - and gave him a kiss. And then turned to our guestto curtsey. They retreated to the patio and I hurried out the drinks. Raoul's handwas up her skirt. He took the martini I handed him with the other. Shehad her eyes closed, lost in sensation. Little slut. . I would rush back to the house and hide in the other room with the laptop and wait.The first Saturday night was a washout, much to Cathy’s despair. The bar was nearly empty. This made us even more determined. The next Saturday night was very different. There was a group of four guys who had been part of some team that lost a final and were drowning their sorrows. I rang Cathy and said it was a go. We had worked a story that Cathy’s husband had cheated on her and she needed to escape the house. What do ya think of that?"Mary, as I recall her name to be, takes a sip of her coffee and crosses her legs, replying with a blank expression without even turning to face me: "It made quite the sound." ..."What is there to do in a situation like this? Pinch myself? I already have, several times. It's a bad habit that kicks in whenever I'm stressed. It's very clear that Bob would never agree to taking a punch to the face from anyone, even for a prank's sake. To be frank, how many people would?. .. it didn’t matter her excuse, Azelia wasn’t about to turn her down.So the next morning, Azelia is the first to wake up. Zelena is snuggled close to her, sleeping soundly. It is early, before the artificial sun has come up so to speak. Azelia has been getting up this early for a while now, so she has developed a kind of natural alarm clock. And as much as she’d like to wake the girl up and go another round, she can’t skip out on her morning jog. This time of day is about the only and best time.