Chapter 1077 The Lost Cunty Girl:>Ep13

• While I fixed my face a little, Doreen went and got her coat and waited for me, calling up someone to meet us at the wine bar she was taking me to. Her friend Steven was already waiting for us when we got there, a tall handsome man a couple of years older than us, with black hair and startlingly green eyes, who hugged Doreen and shook hands with me. We all chatted about the day's news, the weather, anything neutral, Doreen carefully avoiding touchy subjects like boyfriends, family, relationships, although her friend seemed to be getting more and more handsy with her, and she was just giggling as she fended him off. I remarked that she'd definitely scored there, and she just grinned at me.
• "Don't be silly, Steve's my brother!" she laughed, "he's just trying to make me spill my drink!"
• Perhaps it was the talk we'd had earlier, or because I just wanted to feel different, but I ended up drinking far too many tequila slammers, and by about 9 o'clock my head was spinning.