”“You know Elizabeth Wilson?” Lady Colton asked excitedly. “I only heard of her. She is rather new, isn’t she?”“Yes, she opened only two... years ago. Before that, she had her shop in Portsmouth. She partnered with Gwendolyn Archer to open her shop on Bond Street.”“It may be a good thing that I brought some funds with me. I heard she is fabulous, and I could stand for a renewal of my wardrobe,” Lady Colton mused. She turned to Siobhan. “My dear, we shall obtain a royal pardon for your dear brother. She smiled wickedly and spoke in a tone of voice I can only describe as puckish. "I'm a cum guzzling fuck slut and I want to drink your spunk."I sat in shock, mouth agape. Mark started laughing. Caroline blinked her eyelashes coquettishly at me, looking as though butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. Recovering my composure somewhat, I replied with the wittiest retort I could think of. "If I let you have some then all the other woman here will want some too. Are you sure you want to share me?". Sheila was tall too, five foot nine Hank estimated. There was a family resemblance to Nigel. She looked to be friendly and Hank relaxed inwardly.Fiona ran forward with her hands outstretched. "He got a place," she cried oblivious to anyone else in the bar. "He got a place. Thank you, Hank. Thank you so much."Hank smilingly took her hands. "No," he said softly. "I merely got you started. This is the chap who won the place." He turned to Nigel and held out a hand. "Congratulations and well done!. She had a Flutterdung Backstage Pass!The concert was the very next Friday. Brittany told her parents she was staying the night at Marissa's house. She often stayed at Marissa's house and she'd often used "staying at Marissa's" as an alibi when she went out somewhere else. Marissa often used the same type of excuse and said she was staying over at Brittany's house. The two friends would often go out for fun together with boys and their parents were none the wiser.Brittany clutched tightly her.