“Listen if you ever need a bit of female advice or a shoulder to cry on, you know where I live, darling.”
And away she went. Fiona; a pretty girl, but what an airhead b***h! She’d already been out with three of the guys in this very building. Then again, maybe she was enjoying her life; just like Christine had told me to do.
With the Risotto almost ready, I thought I should offer Christine some wine, so I grabbed two glasses and the corkscrew and went back to my room. Christine was in her dressing gown, sorting through her clothes.
“Sweetie, what would you like me to wear for you?” she asked. “You’ve seen all the sexy stuff I’ve brought with me. I thought I could wear the black bra and stuff again, but I slept in it all last night. What do you think?”
I put down the glasses and slid my
