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Title: Where Angels Fear to Tread Part VIII (Conclusion) Author: A. K. Remenko Preface: This story is told in a series of first person accounts by the parties involved. The story is, of course fiction, but is inspired by a number of personal experiences. Hope you enjoy it. The author welcomes criticism of any kind. This material is for adults only. Absolutely no distribution to minors is justified under any circumstance(s). Violators will be shot. Chapter One hundred eighty-eight Darla Well, Pam has changed all right. She's not bitchy any more; she just seems so down all the time and real quiet, listless sort of like for a long time. She just doesn't seem to take an interest in much. I did a pretty bad job of cleaning the kitchen the other day 'cause I was in a hurry to go shopping with Alison and she never said a thing! Then yesterday I wanted to stop after work for a drink with Derek so I called and told her I wouldn't be home to make dinner and all she said was, "fine, OK, whatever." Like I didn't even ask permission! Wow, huh? I don't know which is worse, the bitchiness or this. And get this; Eric has vanished. I mean GONE. He was here all the time doing Pam and now it's like the earth swallowed him up, not even a phone call. Even when she got the notice that she passed the bar exam she never said a thing. I found the notice in her wastebasket. Looks like she opened it, read it and just trashed it. It was even crumpled up so I asked her if maybe it fell in the basket by mistake and she said, "Oh, that no big deal." I wonder if she had a fight with Eric or something. This is really weird. Chapter One hundred eighty-nine Pam I like work more than ever; it takes my mind off other things. When I'm not working I keep thinking about all the things that have happened and wonder if maybe I've done something wrong, or even something terrible. Darla has been so sweet. It's clear she's really concerned about me and really tries to cheer me up, just the way Phil used to do. I caught myself the other day thinking I missed Phil! I found the gift he'd bought me on our initial "first date" anniversary. A little while later Darla came home and I looked at her trying to see if I could even see Phil, but I couldn't. Phil wasn't such a bad guy. Oh he did a lot of goofy "guy things" sure but he was basically a good guy and he was a lot of fun too. When you get down to it even the cross-dressing thing wasn't bad, it's not like he robbed a bank or was having an affair or anything. Even if he had let his halo slip once with another woman would that have really been the end of the earth? I just don't know what to do, where to go from here. Chapter One hundred ninety Darla Finally heard from Krissy. She's supposed to be back early next week like Monday, maybe even Sunday. So this'll be the last Saturday night without her. I almost have Derek talked into going out once in a while to the clubs, just to kinda show him off. He's out of town this weekend so that'll have to wait. Maybe he'll come next weekend when Krissy's back. Jon is on vacation for two weeks so Alison invited me to sleep over Friday night. Lexi might at least stop over she and Cheryl have something to do Saturday morning I guess. I wonder if Pam would want to go out with me Saturday night? Maybe if I got Lexi to bring Cheryl it would cheer Pam up some. Chapter One hundred ninety-one Alison Darla arrived a little late but since we weren't going anywhere it didn't matter. I told her it would be Ok if she wanted to stay overnight Saturday that would be OK too. I've been able to pick up that Pam's been a little tough to live with for a while and thought the break might do her some good, like a little vacation. She looked really hot, thin pink halter-top and white terrycloth shorts with white bikini cut panties that showed up real nice. Her tits are really nice now; she was really jiggling in the halter. And they felt good when we hugged; I can see why guys are so hot for her. We went to my room and she put her suitcase on the bed and hung some stuff up in the closet. She had a bag with shoes in it that went on the floor in the closet. "God Darla, are you planning on staying for two weeks?" I joked. "Nah, just not sure what I wanna wear tomorrow night so I brought a bunch of stuff." "Why not wear what you have on?" I teased. "Maybe some day," she giggled, "Gives the boys a good look at the goodies I guess. You like?" "You may make me give up guys, and I haven't been with them long," I chuckled. "Is Lexi coming over?" "Not sure, she said she'd call and let me know. She's not going to be able to stay overnight if she does come." "I hope she does; I want her to talk Cheryl into going out tomorrow night so maybe Pam will come too. I gotta get Pam out a little, she's been in a real funk for too long." "What's wrong?" "I'm not real sure but I bet it has something to do with her boyfriend." Darla continued, "Before I left tonight Pam looked at me and said maybe it was time to cut my hormone dosage a bit. She says I'm probably not gonna develop a bunch more and she thinks it would be safer." "Your tits look good to me and you've got a cute little butt too." "Yeah, and I've started to put on a little weight so maybe I should cut back some. Pam says maybe my clitty will work better too. But it works good enough for me now, not as messy just a little bit comes out kinda like GG's. Jon's on vacation huh?" "Yeah for two weeks." "Have you two started to fuck yet?" "He hasn't pushed for it and I'm OK with sucking for now and I think he is too," I said, "I kind of remember what it was like being with my girlfriend." "Mmmm you don't know what you're missing gurl," Darla tittered, "Makes me squirt. Hey, you wanna be a boy tonight? You can play with these," she said putting my hands on her breasts, "and fuck me all you want. If Lexi comes over you could have two gurls." Chapter One hundred ninety-two Lexi I got to Ali's late and didn't stay long as I had to be up early with Cheryl. Dar and Ali were already in their nighties and by the looks of the stiffies in their panties I got there not a moment too soon. We chatted for a while; Darla wants me to have Cheryl talk Pam into going out with us tomorrow night. I'm pretty sure Cheryl has a date but I'll try. Dar says she's gotta do something to snap Pam out of her mood. We sat around and sipped wine and watched an old movie on TV. It didn't take Dar and Ali all that long to start fooling around; I just wasn't in the mood and told 'em I had to leave soon. I went to the restroom before I left and when I came out they were curled up on the floor slurping away on each other like crazy. I don't think they even heard me when I said good night. Next morning I told Cheryl about what Dar asked but she did have a date and all she said was "maybe next week." Chapter One hundred ninety-three Cheryl I met Pam early Saturday evening for dinner at Cooper's. Our favorite waitress got promoted to hostess! She thanked us for putting in several compliments with the manager on her behalf and all the nice tips. She told us if we ever needed a favor all we had to do was ask. We were in no hurry for dinner so we had a few cocktails and talked. I mentioned to her that Darla wanted me to talk her into going out with the gurls but I had a date later in the evening and couldn't. "Just as well," she sighed, "not much in the mood for anything lately." She sipped her drink and continued, "I've been having second thoughts about the whole Darla business; maybe it would be better if things were the way they used to be." "Wow, are you sure? Have you talked to Darla about being Phil again?" "Not yet but I think maybe this weekend, or maybe during the week; I haven't decided." I had my doubts that it would work and more importantly I knew Darla like being a gurl way too much for her not to put up a fuss. I didn't say anything to Pam though; it was her life and her choice. Chapter One hundred ninety-four Vince And I thought it was just going to be another Saturday night at the bar. Just goes to show, the minute you think you have seen all there is to see life teaches you differently. I was standing at the bar in the service area, as I couldn't seem to get the bartender's attention to order a round. Krissy's return the next week was the topic of conversation. The door opened and in walked the most dynamite looking Tbabe I'd seen in a long time. She had on clingy sheath dress with straps and an upper part that just managed to contain some truly magnificent tits. They had that side-to-side wobble when she walked that only really big ones have. Her makeup was perfect and she had blonde hair that was what the gurls call "big hair". She headed straight for the table where the gurls were congregated. She looked familiar in a way but I just couldn't place her. At least I couldn't place her until the door opened again and Barbara walked in to follow her. Chapter One hundred ninety-five Alison We saw her coming but didn't recognize her 'til we saw Barbara. It was Krissy! There was literally an audible gasp from the group when we all realized who it was. "Krissy!" Darla yelped with glee, "God gurl just look at you! You are gorgeous!" There were hugs and kisses and chatter all around; Barbara stood there taking it all in with a look of smug self-satisfaction. Vince came over with our drinks and got Krissy and Barbara's order and returned to the bar to get theirs. Krissy and Barb finally took seats and Darla was the first to ask, "C'mon gurl tell us all about it." "Not much to tell really. Barb said if anything was worth doing it was worth doing right so she found this really good cosmetic surgeon in LA. I bet she spent a small fortune." Barbara just smiled. "I got implants and some work done on my neck and nose, oh yeah and a little extra for the lips." "You look awesome," Lexi said, "but I thought you weren't getting in 'til next week." "Things went better than we thought so we got an earlier flight; besides I wanted to surprise you guys. We got in this morning, took the red-eye. If I wouldn't have taken a nap this afternoon I'd be dead now, still on west coast time." "Why didn't you tell us what you were having done?" "Well, Barbara didn't decide until not all that long ago; I was doing real well with the hormones and I guess she got the idea from that. Besides, I wanted to see how I looked first and I didn't wanted it to seem like I was making a big deal out of it." Krissy was the topic of conversation for the rest of the night. Brandon showed up eventually and did HE get the surprise of his life. Chapter One hundred ninety-six Vince Later in the evening I found myself standing next to Barb at the bar. "Bet that put a dent in the checkbook," I offered. "Not too bad really," Barbara smiled a wicked grin, "Besides she's working it off; I got her hooked up with an escort agency in LA and I've already got another one lined up here." Chapter One hundred ninety-seven Pam Barb, Cheryl and I met for lunch on Tuesday. It's good to have Barb back. We got the whole story on Krissy, including the escort work. I'm going to talk to Darla tonight about our situation. Barb and Cheryl both wished me luck. Chapter One hundred ninety-eight Darla Life sucks. Today I found out the geniuses at work are opening a new office in Seattle of all places and they're sending Derek there! Plus, and get this, Pam sat me down for a chat. Seems like she thinks she made a mistake turning me into a gurl! She wanted to know what I thought about being Phil again! ARRRRRGGGGGHHHH! That got me nervous enough. Then she even wanted to know what I thought about giving up guys and sleeping in her room again. I told her she was forgetting about some very nice B cup boobies that I had grown very fond of; she said three words that scared the hell out of me, "breast reduction surgery." This is positively nuts! Chapter One hundred ninety-nine Lexi Dar called me today and is she worried. She says she's gotta do something fast to snap Pam out of it or she is history as a gurl. I asked her what she was planning and she said she wasn't sure. All she did want for now was the loan of my dcam. I told her I'd bring it Saturday night and give it to her then. Chapter Two hundred Alison The four of us were together again for a regular Saturday night. After Krissy's surprise appearance last week a little of the normal routine would be OK. Poor Darla was fit to be tied. She gave us the whole story about what Pam said. Krissy kept checking the pager in her purse and I asked her why. "Eh, Saturday night. Barbara has me doing some escort situations to help pay for the work I had done. I really hope I get the night off." "Uh, what's it like, escorting I mean." "Simple actually, most of 'em are older and it's usually 'can I see it, can I touch it, can I suck it?' Either that or they want me to screw them! But I won't do that, ugh." We chatted a bit more. Dar and Lexi went to dance and Krissy and I headed for the ladies room to touch up our makeup. We did that and headed back to the bar. As we turned the corner from the hallway to the restrooms, Krissy nearly ran into a GG; it was Claudia. Chapter Two hundred one Claudia Well, a face full of boobs is OK, when you're expecting it but this caught me by surprise. I mumbled an apology and moved aside but then this gurl said, "Claudia!" in a voice I remembered well. It was Krissy! I might not he recognized her right away if she hadn't said anything. She was, well, voluptuous, I mean really sexy looking. We just stood there looking at each other and then she took me by the hand and led me to a table in the corner. "Claudia, where you go? You just vanished. I wanted so much to see you before I went to LA but you just disappeared. I've missed you so much!" It all came back in a flood; I was pretty annoyed with her but I thought it only fair to give her the whole story. Chapter Two hundred two Darla Well Krissy and Claudia sat in that corner for the longest time. I swear, from one minute to the next they were crying, then laughing then crying again. As I approached them I could see that Krissy was now angry, real angry. When I stopped at their table Claudia was finishing, "and that's pretty much the whole story. After Barbara told me what she did and showed me the pictures I thought well, you can imagine what I thought." "I can't believe she's done this to me," Krissy fumed. "Dar did you know anything about this?" "Anything about what?" "I'm sorry, of course you didn't. Claudia and I are leaving. We have a lot to talk about and this isn't the place." I wanted something from Krissy and I wanted it before she left. I asked her for the name of the escort agency she worked with for a referral. She gave me a weird look but dug in her purse 'til she found a card. She and Claudia got up, hugged and kissed. They then left the bar and left me confused. Chapter Two hundred three Krissy After Saturday night a few things were perfectly clear. Claudia loves me and I now realize I love her. Barbara has used me in the most awful way, so she can't love me. I mean femming me was bad enough, but the other things! God, she's even pimping me now! I've had it. I told Claudia how I felt and she said I could stay with her overnight and do what I planned in the morning. I had a change of clothes in the car just in case so I was OK there. Chapter Two hundred four Darla Well, I have a plan now. It may not work but I'm desperate. Something has got to happen with Pam because she's not turning me back into a boy! Chapter Two hundred four Lexi Krissy looked really pissed when she left. I asked Dar what was up but she just shrugged. Brandon looked crushed; we had to entertain him for the rest of the night. Chapter Two hundred five Krissy I got home at about nine Sunday morning. Barbara was already up. "Hi," she greeted me cheerily, "Long night, you must have been busy. How much did you make?" I ignored her and walked straight past her and headed for my room, for the last time. Thankfully I never got around to fully unpacking or putting everything away from the trip from LA. Barbara picked up her coffee cup and followed me to my room where I had started packing. "Cat got your tongue Krissy?" she started until she saw what I was doing. "What's going on here missy? What do you think your doing?" "What does it look like? I'm packing!" "Where are you going?" "I'm leaving you." That got her attention. She blanched and looked like she was going to say something but I cut her off, "I had a long talk with Claudia last night and I know what you did to her and what you've done to me. And I now realize what you've been doing to me all along. If I ever did love you I don't now." I returned to packing. "It isn't that simple sissy, are you forgetting that little pre-nuptial agreement you signed? You get NOTHING missy, literally nothing. You have no job history any more, other than hooking of course, and what firm would hire you looking like that? Get a grip, this little thing you have for Claudia will pass." I finished throwing things in the suitcase, snapped it closed, grabbed my garment bag and a few other things and prepared to leave. I looked at Barbara and said, "'This little thing' I have for Claudia is love; as for work, Claudia is bright and I've got a good business head so we'll figure something out." I walked past her to the door of my room and turned. "And as for that pre-nup I suggest you roll it up in a tube and stick it you-know-where you miserable bitch." "You can't take either one of my cars!" she shouted down the hall after me. I wasn't worried about that; Claudia was parked outside waiting for me. I wasn't sure what the future held in store for us; hold what it may, the future would be better than the past. Chapter Two hundred six Lexi Dar was over when Krissy called to tell me what she'd done and to give me the phone number at Claudia's. She said she'd be in touch but in the meantime she had plenty to do. Chapter Two hundred six Darla I shopped like I never shopped before. I was a gurl on a mission. I was counting on the fact the Pam would be home Friday right after work; lately that was a good bet. This had to work and I mean HAD to work. Chapter Two hundred seven Pam Darla waltzed in with an armload of packages. I just groaned, "How much this time." "Ha!" she snickered, "It's all for you! We're going to a party tonight and I don't want to be the only hottie there." "Party?" "Yup, I've come to a decision. We're raising a little hell tonight" I laughed. "You mean sort of a last 'gurl's fling'?" "Eh, you might say that. Anyway, try this stuff on. All you ever wear anymore are those goofy business suits; this'll put a little bounce in your step." God, what a collection, if Darla dressed as usual we were going to look like a PAIR of hookers. To say the stuff was sexy wouldn't do it justice; it was positively slutty. She had us both shower, together no less and produced a bottle of champagne we worked on while she did my makeup! She wouldn't let me look until she was done. Jesus, I looked like a whore in heat. Darla nodded approvingly. "Yup they're gonna LOVE you!" We finished dressing, minis, low cut tops, spikes, and the whole nine yards. We grabbed our purses and headed for the garage, Darla saying, "I'll drive." I must admit I was very curious and more than a little excited. Darla really did a number on me in the shower. Between that, the champagne and no male companionship for a while my motor was running. After we left the drive I asked where we were going. "Shopping," she giggled. "Looking like this!?" "It'll give the guys a thrill besides we just need to get drink and snack stuff for the party. I promised I'd have it." Chapter Two hundred seven Darla I thought the old geezer at the beverage store was gonna have a heart attack. The other customers were salivating as we strutted around the place getting stuff. I sent Pam to get munchies, chips and dips and stuff and I got mixers and a case of malt liquor. I had us both in demi-cup bras so our nipples were poking at our tops pretty good and the old guy couldn't take his eyes off 'em even as he rang our stuff up on the register. "Anything else?" he asked. "Yeah, we each need a dozen condoms," I joked. I heard the guy behind me moan and got my ass squeezed. Pam went beet red. "We don't have those." "Yeah, what the hell," I said, "it's more fun without 'em." I paid we grabbed the stuff and left. As we walked out I heard one guy say to another, "THAT'S gonna be a fucking PARTY." As we left the lot Pam said, "Darla, honey you're incorrigible!" "I know, but you loved it. Tell me this hasn't got you a little turned on." She didn't say "no". Chapter Two hundred eight Pam Darla drove off and I sat in the passengers seat feeling flushed. What the hell was Darla getting me into? I didn't pay a lot of attention to where we were going; I was thinking about a lot of things. Suddenly I realized we were headed back home! "Darla, where are we going?" "The party is at our house." "Huh?" "Don't sweat it Pam," I said as we pulled into the drive and garage. 'We've got some work to do before our guests arrive, get the snacks and stuff ready. They're gonna be here soon." "Who?" "Friends silly; now let's get busy." Chapter Two hundred nine Darla Damn Pam looked hot. I ALMOST wished I were Phil again. We got the stuff ready none to soon. Pam tried to ask a lot of questions but I kept her busy. We'd finished getting ready and popped another bottle of champagne and took our first sips of that when the doorbell rang. I sure wished Derek was around I thought as I headed for the door. But I 'd better get used to him being gone. Besides, Fred called and said he decided to show up at the club tomorrow night. Some you lose, some you win. Besides, tonight was Pam's night. I opened the door and there they stood, as advertised. I got their names as I let them in and gave them another look. They were just as advertised, big hunky black guys. "Where's your wife?" Nate asked. "Right this way gentlemen," I tittered and led them back to the family room. They got one look at Pam and I swear I could HEAR their cocks getting hard. "Man all the white wives we get sure don't look this," Truman muttered. "This ain't your usual husband though either," Antonio grinned. Pam's reaction was an open mouth but then she caught herself, ever the liberal "equal opportunity," businesswoman I guess. "Pam, meet our friends Nate, Antonio and Truman. Guys have a seat. How about a beer?" They all agreed. Nate and Truman flanked Pam on the couch. Antonio started fooling with the TV and I went for the beers. "Malt liquor! All right!" a smiling Nate noted on my return with the goods. Pam was looking a little twitchy but where was she gonna go? Home? She WAS home? They guys chatted her up, I got the lights down and Antonio got the movie going, a nice X rated mood setter. Pam concentrated on the champagne in an effort to buy time and I kept her glass full. They guys knew their job though, real professionals. Every time I came back from a kitchen trip they had made a little progress. When I saw Nate's hand draped over Pam's shoulder I knew the rest would follow. Pam's eyes looked like they were crossed but she was glued to the couch. After a while I went to the bathroom. When I got back Pam had two of 'em sitting very close on either side of her. I went back to the kitchen to give the guys a little operating room but kept an eye on the proceedings. It wasn't long before her legs were draped over the thighs of the guys on either side. I went back in to check on everyone's drinks. As I walked in Nate took Pam's chin and turned her face toward him and started kissing her; he was working his tongue in her mouth pretty well and she was looking at me with this "help me!" look in her eye. Truman half-turned and started fondling her right tit with his left hand and worked his right hand into her panties. I picked up the empties and headed back to the kitchen for more beer and the champagne bottle to top Pam off. I returned Truman to see had her tit out and was working her nipple with his tongue and sawing his middle finger in and out of her pussy. Nate still had her in a lip lock but now her eyes were closed and she was trembling like crazy. About the time I got all the drinks down her hips were starting to move. "She getting' wet," Truman snickered, "Almost ready." Antonio was seated in the armchair and was pumping on a delicious looking cock. Gawwwdd I was tempted, but this was Pam's night so I slipped back into the kitchen, made myself a drink and moved one of the kitchen chairs to a spot that would give a view of the family room. I got the camera and took a pic every now and then as things progressed. Truman pulled his finger out and held it up for me to see; it glistened. He started working Pam's panties off and she tried to say something but it was tough with a mouthful of Nate's tongue. Eventually she resigned, raised her hips and the panties were off. Truman got up and started to undress. Antonio rose, got his pants off and walked over to the couch and moved the coffee table out of the way. He grabbed Pam by the hips and slid her down to the edge of the couch, opened her thighs and pushed her knees back. He moved his hips to line his cock up against Pam's pussy lips and then plowed right in. Pam and Nate's kiss had been broken by the move and when Antonio plunged into her she produced only a long, "Unngggghhhhh." "She good an' wet now," Antonio muttered and he proceeded to start a deep rhythmic fucking. All Pam could do was blubber and whimper; her eyes opened to slits and I could see her glance at me but she was beyond help now. Pam's mewling and whimpering evidently got on Antonio's nerves so he said, "Somebody shut the bitch the fuck up." Truman was stripped and only too glad to oblige and Pam soon had a mouthful of big black cock. I could see things were going to get a little crowded on the couch so I went to the linen closet, got a sheet and spread it on the family room floor. Antonio grabbed Pam and picked her up leaving his cock buried in her and deposited her on her back on the sheet. He covered her and her legs and arms wrapped around him. The guys took turns with her after that, sometimes alone and sometimes together. They worked her good. They fucked her every way but up and I think maybe they did that too. Nate had her on her back on the floor with her heels on his ass while the other two took a break. "Man that some good pussy," he grunted as Pam squealed. Antonio walked over to where I was now standing with the camera, "You want us to do her in the ass too?" "Does it cost extra?" "Naw, comes with package." "Be my guest." All in all it turned out to be a classic ninety-minute MWF and black guy gangbang, DP and all. I know; I have the pictures to prove it. When they were through with Pam, the guys got dressed and I paid 'em off along with an extra sixty bucks as a tip; I figured twenty apiece was about right. Nate thanked me and added, "You need her done again, just give me a call. We can adjust the price for a fine white 'ho like her." They left and I went back to the family room. Pam was sorta passed out on the sheet on the floor and looked a real mess, cum all over her. I helped her up and walked her back to her room, got her undressed and put her in the shower. When she was through I put a nightie on her and tucked her in bed. I think she was asleep before I turned out the lights and closed her bedroom door. Chapter Two hundred ten Pam I slept until almost noon, my thighs and coochie were sore as hell reminding me that the previous night had not been a dream. Darla stuck her nose in to see if I was awake. When she saw I was, she left and returned with a tray with coffee and fruit and some nice warm croissants. I sat up and she placed the tray and sat on the edge of the bed. "All rested?" Darla asked. "Yeah, but a little sore." "I'll bet," she giggled. "How many pictures did you take last night?" "Oh, a bunch, already in the 'puter and on some floppies." "Hmmm, I guess there's a message there," I managed between nibbles on a croissant and a sip of coffee. "OK, I give up; you can stay a gurl." She clasped her ands and tittered with delight. "I'm sorry Pam but I just couldn't go back to being a boy and I didn't know what else to do. You've just been impossible to talk to lately." "It's OK; I understand." "Would you go out with me tonight to the club? There's someone I want you to meet." "Sure," I said, "but NO MEN for me OK?" "Right honey, just me," Darla laughed. Chapter Two hundred eleven Cheryl Lexi said Darla called and both she and Pam were going to be at the club tonight so I decided to go with Lexi. Lexi said Darla told her Pam had quite a night the evening before but was going out anyway so I had no excuse. Besides, Darla's mysterious Fred was going to put in an appearance and I didn't want to miss that. We decided on getting to the club a little earlier than usual since we thought we'd like to go out for something to eat before it got too late. We settled in at the usual table. Before long it was my turn to get a round so I went to the bar. I was back by the service bar but could see the door OK when he walked in. Darla waved to him and he headed for our table. Darla was right; he was tall and good-looking as she said. Fred was all of that. But he was something else Darla didn't know; Fred was also Pam's ex-husband, Jake. Chapter Two hundred twelve Pam My back was to the door and something in Lexi's expression told me I was in for a surprise. Darla had waved her hand and said "Over here," but I waited 'til I heard the guy approach before I turned around. It was Jake! He looked from me to Darla and back again. His jaw worked a few times but not a sound passed his lips. Then he turned and literally ran from the bar! Cheryl came back with the drinks laughing. Darla sat there pouting while Cheryl and I exchanged quips. "I don't get it. What's so funny? He left!" I took her hand, "It's a long story sweetie. We'll tell you over dinner." "Dinner now? Where?" Cheryl offered an inspired, "Cooper's!" I nodded in agreement. "Cooper's? On a Saturday? At this time?" Lexi was skeptical. "Yes," Cheryl said and smiling at me, "We've got connections there, four girlfriends out for dinner! Let's finish these drinks and go. " And that's exactly what we did. END End of Part VIII and the end of "Where Angels Fear to Tread" I hope you enjoyed it. Story ideas are always appreciated. "mailto:[email protected]" Please send no attachments, I'm phobic about software viruses and with good reason; I got several regarding the "Femme Your Hubby" FAQs.