Patti and I worked on our salads and chatted with Jennifer for a few minutes until the hostess brought another couple to the area.We finished our sala...ds, Jennifer came and presented the check, I gave her my credit card, she didn't question the CID this time, Patti and I returned to the condo.Patti opened a bottle of Chardonnay and poured two glasses.We hugged and kissed, peeling off each other's clothes until we were both naked. I lay Patti down on the sofa and proceeded to drive her to. “Uh it’s ... not like that! I just wanted to...”“Because she’s desperate for being my favourite playtoy again, isn’t that right?” I added, shoving her. “Isn’t. That. Right?”“Fiona, please!” she begged.“Still, Sylvia has her skills”, I said, making it sound like I was talking about sex. In reality, she was very good at drawing, and I wanted to get her to do something with me and Amanda together. “Bring your equipment.”“Oh”, she said, disappointed. “Is it for that?”“What were you hoping, girl?” I. My hands were trembling as I picked up the phone and punched in the number.They asked me what seemed like a million questions, did I know the names of my late mother? Did I know my father's name? When was I adopted? When was I taken to the U.K?Then finally, the man said that all his questions had been answered to his satisfaction and thanked me."We have to confer with our client miss," and he put the phone down,It was the very next day when our phone rang, my arm shot out like a striking. She decided tothrow me a small lifeline. Sort of. She said, "I'll tell you what.How about if we skip the jewelry for today. OK?"That seemed like a small concession. But I thought it might make iteasier to hide my hands. I hugged her and said, "Thanks, Mommie." Itwas the first time I had called her Mommie since I was a toddler. Ididn't think about it, it just came out of my mouth. Mother seemedpleased.We headed out to the mall.As we browsed through Nordstrom's, first in Ladies' Shoes.