She looked at her clock and said “I better go, I don’t want to miss my bus.” She walked toward me in a rush, I bent down and gave her our normal... kiss goodbye. This time felt so different, like I was kissing a woman. I’m sure it was because of the thoughts I had going through my mind. I watched her thick butt in the tan shorts as she opened the door and went outside. I was going to be late for work if I didn’t hurry so I grabbed a quick shower and went to work.My mind raced all day wondering if. Thinking that Penny was attempting to recreate some of her stories she was perhaps less panicked than she should have been.Celia was experiencing something similar. As the door swung shut, she too had been gripped with cry-stifling efficiency.It was only when the lights came on and the two girls realised that their masked and black clad captors were not any of their other week-end companions, that the terror began.Angela was wrestled face down to the floor in spite of her struggles. The weight. Barb plucked out her own gift from me eagerly and found that I’d gotten her a set of bookends that Bahadur had carved. It was a tiny dig at her, but she wasn’t likely to pick it up. The bookends represented the end of our relationship. We started in the middle of our third year of college and we were ending in the middle of Jane’s third year. It was a subtle reference, but I wasn’t looking to poke her in the eye. She loved the pieces. Each was carved to look like waterfalls spilling into pools. ‘If you say so.’ I could only shrug. Playing with her was so easy, so natural. We understood each other perfectly, and got decent cards to work with. It wasn’t long before I was smiling, too. We won the first game easily. Pete tried to over-compensate, making some very aggressive bids. He went down hard twice. Abigail chided him gently for it. – ‘What can I do, Babe? They’re too good if we just sit back and let them call it.’ Abigail smiled at Christina, and then at me. ‘They do make a good.