Hey," I said as I noticed the date, "I've just had my birthday." I chose the date of the day you came here. Is that ok?'"Perfect."And so I had the doc...uments that proclaimed me Pia Rossini, daughter ofJulietta Rossini, father unknown, and, you know, I didn't care how much itcost. I just cared that I had a relationship with Julietta, who was themost important person in my life.Part 7You've got the butterflies all tied upAnd then we went to the funeral.Robert Amati was declared dead by the court. This was getting out of hand andthe way she was conducting herself in front of me was also quite a shock.She knew way too much about my feelings and was starting to use her newfound power over me. But I had to somehow stop this conversation beforeit got out of hand. She was really asserting herself by placing her barefeet right in front of me. She seemed to know how to tease me and it wasstarting to work which is why I had to get out of this immediatesituation. I had to convince her that I was. Since Clark and I live on opposite sides of town, we met at the club. The night started out great, I found a group of girls I'd met a few times before and danced with them. Clark wasn't much of a dancer, so he had the tendency to sit at a table and people-watch. This seemed to work in his favor this particular night, because within about twenty minutes a fairly pretty girl sat down and started talking with him. As the night went on, Clark asked if it would be okay if he left. He and his new. "Neither the hangover nor the guilt were as bad as I expected." Guilt?" Uhh, well, for, well, getting drunk and calling you." What's there to feel guilty about in that?" Because you're an escort." So? We didn't do anything illegal." True, but I wanted to." If every person who wanted to commit a crime was in jail, there wouldn't be anyone left on the outside." You needed to talk and I like listening," she said next. "That's why we're here tonight, right?"I snorted."I need more friends in D.C.,".