I'd better giveyou a hand.' She opened the door of the wardrobe, exposing a numberof white blouses and black skirts. 'Look, Emma, I'm having a little ...difficulty here. I realise that MrBaker is as blind as a bat and deaf with it, so he hasn't sussed I'ma man, but why are you going along with him? Can you please tell meI'm not going mad.' Emma smiled at me. 'No, you're not going mad, but you heard MrBaker: neither the salary nor the uniform are negotiable. I'm afraidI shamelessly listened outside. " I said"No, don't worry about it. You go for it." She said to me and smiled."Ladies first" I smiled and handed it to her."You drink it. You could use it more than me." What's that supposed to mean?" You look tense. Loosen up a little, you might enjoy things more." Oh really?"That's how our conversation started. She thought I looked pretty tense, and she was right. After talking to her about my girlfriend, she knew why. Then we just talked about random things while sharing the last beer. After. What kind of things are we talking about here?’ Rachel was just drunk enough to actually open up about her escapades. ‘You really want to hear the details?’ When Valentina nodded in the affirmative, Rachel began telling her. ‘Okay, well, I’ve had sex with other girls, I’ve had sex with a black couple, I once had a gang-bang, been to an orgy, seduced a couple of my parents’ friends, had sex with a couple of younger people, public sex – how’s that for adventures?’ Valentina flagged down a waiter. There was barely a swallow left in the bottle."Oh well," Nicole said. "All good things must come to an end."She poured the last dribbles between George's parched lips and tossed the now empty bottle over the side of the bed."Mmm, I was saving this for last," Nicole said.She lay down on George and then rolled them both until she was lying on her back in the centre of the large circular waterbed with him on top of her. The classic missionary position, although George didn't feel like he had any.