"And? Did Mike's cock slip out of his boxers this time too?" Oh, god no, thank goodness! Y-fronts, all tucked away." She said."Bulging though!" she la...ughed loudly at this.I managed a grin."Well, at least it didn't pop out the FIRST time!" she said slyly."Aha, the plot thickens?" I muttered."Well, darling, I do have to explain about tonight." Really, I'm all ears, darling." I leaned on my elbow attentively."Yes. The thing is, that the party actually ended some time ago. I should have been home. He’d been with Emma many times since she first showed up at the Circle as part of Marie Thereaux’s anthropology class. Barbara Nelson had gotten Marie to hold the class at the Circle for a bit of ‘show and tell’ regarding what she was working on for her doctoral degree. Emma was so taken with the place, she never left – at least philosophically.Carla was a different story. He’d met her a year ago when her parents had visited as they took a last look at colleges for her. During that visit and a. .. ?" I'd like to go for the and if you can manage it." Tell you what, Helen, meet me at the Hotel Quai Voltaire. We'll have the night." Great! You know I love that place. Get a front room so we can watch the Bateaux Mouches. What time?" When will you arrive?" Helen gave him an estimate. "I'll be there by then. See you."She hung up and, pulling her carry-on, walked to the corner of Cromwell Road to hail a cab to Victoria Station. At Victoria, she stopped in a Boot's and bought a box of. “Erika always has her own agenda. The bitch is just using me.” He knows his words are false, but it’s the only way he can get his frustration in check. “You want a drink?”“Yeah, sure,” Rudolph says dismissively. He as just invested as Hanson is in this. He is also as equally pissed he just doesn’t have the same short temper as the man.Hanson walks over to the makeshift bar to pour a couple of drinks when one of his men burst into the room. “Hanson!”Turning, red in the face and angry with the.