"I laughed nervously."Don't worry", she said "It's our secret. I got that movie from my older brother who lives in the Hague. I asked him to bring me ...back a raunchy movie for you when he was coming home before Christmas, and he told me this one was a classic. Old but better than the more modern stuff." Ah hah." I said."Well?" she asked."Well what?" Well was it a classic, better than the other stuff?" It was awesome" I said."How do you mean?" You know," I said."Oh come on, do tell me! Why not. I didn't explain why I had left so quickly night before to him, I couldn'tthink of a good excuse. I just apologised and said its not you, it is me.I knew he understood for now, but I couldn't get away with it again. I hadto find a solution. The next few nights I saw him again, but I never letthe passion get too much, I couldn't let him know. Finally, he text me themessage I had dreaded, "we need to talk". I knew what was coming, I had tostop it. But how? I sent a message back saying I'd. Then Fiona and Alvena ran into the store, and stopped dead, in their tracks. Fiona said, ‘Payne, you are gorgeous.’ Payne asked, ‘Me, or my gown?’ Fiona replied, ‘Both! I cannot see your hair under your veil but the gown is extraordinary. You look like an angel sent from heaven. I have never seen anything like it. If my gown is half as beautiful as yours, I will be extremely pleased.’ Suzette came out of the back, fuming at Fiona’s statement. ‘What do you mean ‘If it comes out ‘half’ as. I asked him why you seemed so sad.” “Well, he shouldn’t go blabbing. I’m not looking for a sympathy fuck.” His eyes widened and he flushed bright red. “I-I’m sorry,” he said, quickly, looking back down again. “I shouldn’t have said that.” “It’s all right,” I said gently. “And not unfair. I was considering doing just that.” He looked at me, his eyes wide again. “Now I really wish I hadn’t said it.” “Changing your mind?” I asked taking the drink the returning waiter handed to me. I gave him a few.