Is This What I Want? by Patricia Mann

Is This What I Want? by Patricia Mann

Author:Patricia Mann [Mann, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Family Life
ISBN: 9781620155806
Google: -mMSogEACAAJ
Amazon: B00OMNR6CQ
Publisher: Booktrope
Published: 2014-10-17T05:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 12:

IN VINO VERITAS OR RATHER RUM, THROUGH RICK’S EYES

OH GREAT, I THOUGHT as I watched her stumble into the women’s restroom in the casino. She’s too drunk now. I should have encouraged her to slow down earlier, but we were having so much fun at the poker table I lost track of the free drinks.

She was gone for too long and almost tripped on her heels as she lumbered back toward me, but I caught her just in time. I wasn’t exactly steady on my own feet, but I was in better shape than her. Two young women trailed behind her, apparently new friends she made in the bathroom.

“Come on, Beth, let’s go back to the room. I think you need to lie down for a little while.”

“No I don’t,” she slurred. “The fun’s just starting. Why would I want to lie down? Are you just trying to get me back to the room to take advantage of me again? Like on the plane!”

The two women seemed as inebriated as Beth and started cheering in response to her loud pronouncement of the fact that we had sex on the plane.

“Did you guys do the mile high club today? Woo hoo! I did that with my boyfriend last month.”

Her friend corrected her. “It’s not do the mile high club. It’s join the mile high club.”

Beth laughed loudly and threw her head back as one of her ankles buckled and her shoe turned sideways.

“Ow! Shit!” She took her shoes off and swung them around and around.

The three of them starting talking and laughing but it was hard to make out some of what they were saying. I listened as Beth told them that she wasn’t wearing a bra or underwear under her dress and how she showed her boobs to George Clooney on the plane. I realized her filter was completely gone. I missed it and hoped it wouldn’t take too long to return.

“Rick. These girls are so funny. We have to hang out with them tonight. They should come with us to that Purple Room place.”

Both girls opened their eyes wide.

“You two are going to The Purple Room?” one of them asked.

I assumed they must be horrified. They clearly knew all the things about The Purple Room that Beth had filled me in on earlier. These girls didn’t even look old enough to be in the casino. I figured they must have fake IDs.

I propped Beth up by putting my arm under hers and linking them together.

“Beth, honey, I’m sure these girls don’t want to go to The Purple Room, and you’re in no condition…”

One of the women, the one with gold stiletto heels and a microscopic black dress that left nothing to the imagination, fell into me and grabbed my shoulder to push herself back up.

“Actually, we do want to go to the Purple Room, don’t we, Jenny?”

Jenny was a little plump and wore a more modest black dress with flat shoes, which caused her tall, thin red-haired friend to tower over her.



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