I tried to apologize but she stopped me with a kiss. "As long as you're comfortable, I don't give a fuck what you wear." I appreciated the honesty. I... went back to my car, took off my suit coat and tie and threw them on top of the overnight bag with my clothes, toothbrush and deodorant... wishful thinking. Dinner was fairly ordinary. She drank, I didn't, she ate a lot and I tried to be good. All in all, we got on all right. I knew, though, after three margaritas, that I had to escort this girl. I folded it neatly and put it back in the envelopeMs. James had given me. I then felt ultra feminine today and I put on anice auburn v-neck top, and black cotton skirt that came up to the topsof my knees, not overly short but extremely feminine especially with thejet black nylons and my new black pumps on. I gave dad a hug and saidgood bye on my way out. As always Brian was waiting for me on the porch.As our eye met I thought his eyes would pop out of his head."Good morning beautiful." Brian. I couldn't afford for him to divorce me then, and I did have to promise to behave and resolved to hide my usage better. Cocaine and fine champagne are the only two acceptable drugs at the top of society and a necessary accessory to establish one's place as being among the privileged rich, and being above their lesser rivals."History" indeed. Ok, I admit that I enjoyed using it while at University perhaps 'just a bit too much' and I had quite the reputation at my elite Sorority (Sigma Lamda Tau,. "I said, "You see that couple over there?" I pointed to my friend and his fiancée. They are about to be married and I have been trying to decide whether to tell them this tale or not. We come here a lot and we see the two of you here a lot. I know you know me because you have each nodded to me or said hello in the past because we ARE regulars here. Now can you just give me a few minutes of your time? Please?"I felt the woman relax and saw her glance at her husband. She sighed and said, "Ok, I.