.. or used to," she added."I suppose," I replied."And Aroha will be here and I know she likes you," Tracey giggled."She's OK," I replied, thinking tha...t actually Aroha wasn't bad at all, a part Maori girl with a lovely figure courtesy of her Pakeha (not Maori, usually European) mother."She wants me to ask you if you'll go out with her," Tracey admitted."What?" I asked, confused as until twenty seconds ago I didn't even know that Aroha liked me."Go out, you know, date, make out, root, marry, have. By now she had got back into her clothes and it seemed got back into makeup, washed her face- god I don’t believe these girls what crap man- she was in strangers house, just jumped back to her senses after a drunk night- had realized that all night a stranger had took certain advantage of her and first thing she could think of applying creams and lipstick, comb her hair.Why didn’t she run away early morning or call the cops what made her wait- what did she really want to prove by crying at the. I went out and saw the time it was close to 4 o clock and i felt as if i had been there the entire day.I went and checked my phone there were two calls which i had missed one from office and the other from my father. She had finished her phone call and was wearing my shirt and nothing underneath. She walked to me like a sexy cat and said to me whispering in my eyes “ lover can your 15 day wife make you some tea” i was famished and parched my approval was met with a smile and off she went on her. Instead of an interview she sat like there a statue and allowed me to stare. That was among the nicest gifts anyone ever gave me.A few hours later Sam and I sat patiently, while the delegates assembled for our nomination.“Ladies and Gentlemen, the ballots have been distributed and collected. Do we have a motion from the floor?” The Chairman of the party called everyone to order and cut right to the chase. After only one day of deliberation, it seemed like the party was ready to nominate Sam.