" It was a white blouse. This, and the long denimskirt and- Whap! "Hey! You don't HAVE to keep throwing this stuff inmy face!" I pulled the sweat...er off my head and started pulling theblouse on. She looked up out of the bag. "Sorry, but we're on sort of a tightschedule here. Don't stop!"***17:27 1 Mar I took a deep breath as we walked up to the door. She rang thedoorbell, and gave my hand a quick squeeze. Someone I guess was Ms. Davidson opened the door. "Oh, good,Debbie, I. I stayed in my room feeling very unhappy and badly done to. At 1.00pm I went down to lunch where Aunty Beryl, Kate and I had a salad. Towards the end of lunch, Aunty turned to Kate and asked when her friends were due. I went white and Kate smiled saying she thought they’d agreed 2.00pm when she asked them yesterday. I realised that she’d planned this all along but I’d find it hard to prove. Sarah, Pauline and Kate played in her room most of the afternoon. There was a lot of giggling. I was. In her place was the horny woman not afraid of her need. ‘Well done, Amelia,’ he thought. Spying Amelia in the corner, he approached her. She shivered. She knew the look in his eye. ‘Victoria, watch me. Watch me treat Amelia. Her hysteria has grown, while she attempted to treat yours. Only a man’s body can satisfy hysteria. A man’s body is able to siphon it out of a woman’s body,’ he growled. Turning her roughly, he tugged her to the floor, then pushed her upper body down. Amelia’s ass. “Uh-huh,” I said. “So, how do I need to act while I’m there?”“What do you mean?” Liz said, sitting opposite me.“I’m sure there is some etiquette I’ll need to follow if someone famous wants to talk to you or dance with you or whatever,” I said. “Are we posing for pictures? Are you signing autographs? How do we treat drunken assholes? Am I supposed to avoid eye contact with my betters? Fill me in now so I don’t have to guess.”“It’s pretty much a case-by-case basis as far as autographs,” Dom said..