What could go wrong? or more like that Alfred E. Neuman character we all grew up with: "What, me worry?"I got DP fucked at the party three times. I'm ...not sure it was six different men, one of them might have doubled back to do me again; all I know is that it was a lot. Nobody made me do anything, I just started fucking everything in sight, particularly when I kept getting those buzzes from the coke that was all over the place. I learned one thing at Margo's; I like coke, and I like the sex and. I managed to smile and nod. She took a chair next to Parker."I apologize for moving up the time of this meeting," Parker said. "Katelyn and I have a dinner to attend, and then we have to catch a plane back to Alaska." You've been in Alaska?" Connie asked."Oh yes," said Parker.He launched into a tale about an old abandoned army depot, found munitions that hadn't been disposed of properly and a couple of grizzly bears. The man could really tell a story. Connie went "ohhh" and "ahhh" and "really?". It least it had a full first-class postage on it so I decided to chance reading it since the bulk of the unsolicited mail was sent under reduced terms.It was immediately obvious that it was, as I suspected, an advertisement.With an automatic motion, I almost discarded it right into the trash can, but the purpose of the ad caught my attention. I didn't know whether to laugh or to snort in outright derision. They were offering me a wine and cheese "get together" at a local hotel to review their. My head throbbed - I begged her, it must have sounded pathetic - but eventually she said she had 20 minutes later in the afternoon and I was to come to reception in the council building where she had her office.I arrived early without any plan whatsoever, had no idea what to say to her and was really nervous. But I was determined that it was not going to be a non event and had a small bunch of flowers with me purchased from a nearby supermarket.I waited in reception for her and she came on time.