?Half an hour later, when I was really suffering the cramps, forced into the strained position, on our knees, ankles crossed and hands clasped behind ...our backs, the two girlfriends decided to lunch together at a fancy new restaurant and the four of us trooped halfway through town.?Not that I understood a word they were saying, but I found out when we arrived at the place and Christine after questioning the waiter, turned to me.?"They haven't got a slave-room here, so you'll have to wait with. He could swear she stood there extra long before she dove in with hardly a splash. Rod watched her sleek tanned body glide full length underwater and surface just to the left of where he was laying.As she shook the water from her hair he remembered that she was home on summer vacation from high school. Then Amanda hoisted herself out of the pool by pressing down on her arms and raising her body straight out of the water.As she did so, the already skimpy top broke free and slid to her waist, and. It looked downright ancient. I opened the door and slid the scratchy grate aside. In this moment I heard clicking of heels. The sound got louder and tiny needles began stabbing my eardrums. I held the door and looked back over my shoulder. A young woman was pacing swiftly toward the elevator. She was dressed in a light blue shortsleeved shirt and black above the knee skirt. She looked all business, obviously worked in some of the big offices nearby. I pushed the door wide open and the girl. ”After three hours intense shopping, which had trebled the size of my wardrobe, we found ourselves in a chic restaurant in the Avenue Montaigne where ‘Cher Mademoiselle Fiona’ was greeted effusively by everyone from the Maitre d’ to the Chef himself. Once we had been given glasses of Mademoiselle’s favourite champagne and the menus, I raised my eyebrows and said, “Well, an explanation?”She grinned mischievously at me. “You may not have realised that you have only seen half of my apartment – it.