Christ!" Look I'm sorry Brian," Rachel apologised "but what was I to think?" You could at least trust me enough to believe me when I said I didn't do ...it!" I snapped."Yeah, I know, but I was so mad." Rachel sighed "And I'm sorry, but the surprise of finding my spare pills missing..." Spare pills?" I gaped "You mean you didn't even need the ones that were missing? And you go and ruin my evening for that?" I said I was sorry," she retorted "jeez, it's not as though you had something special. There are also several tube-like devices, where you go in with your credit card handy, and place either your left or right wrist down.Once you have done that a female voice says, “PLEASE PLACE YOUR CREDIT CARD OVER THE BLUE DIAGRAM!” And faster than you can see it happen, that wrist gets a device like they put on you at the hospital and ‘Voila’ your wrist can pay for just about anything in Vincennes, including trips on the HMS.Our room number is 790077 with us being on the side pointing. Over wine, we discussed our personal lives (as this was the first time we were actually talking. In the past, we had only exchanged smiles.) She was single and had been so for over a year. As time went by, she got drunk and mentioned about the casual hook-ups she had since she broke up.She cleverly hinted that she is biased towards married men, as they are generally wild and hungry. And more importantly, are interested only in sex and not love. That was enough to tell me that today was my day!. Somehow we had all escaped from or avoided our various relationships, and thought it would be good to get together again. I’d had a great time at the party, good company and just a bit of flirting and kissing under the mistletoe with a few of the girls from the office. I’d had a fair bit to drink, as well, though when the taxi dropped me home, I thought I’d just have a quick nightcap before turning in. I poured myself a nice measure of my favourite malt and relaxed on the sofa, the room gently.