Chapter Twenty

Charlotte’s was just starting to filter out the “Happy Hour” crowd when Jenny and Gayle arrived.

“So, are you going to go to bed with him, or what?” Bob flashed his all too familiar grin as Jenny sat down at the bar.

“Bob, give me something strong enough to make me forget that this morning ever happened.”

“How about sex on the beach?” He laughed.

“Not funny. Jack D, neat.”

“Put an orange slice in mine please, Bob,”

Gayle asked.

“I wasn’t talking about the drink!” He winked at them.

“God, my whole life just got turned upside-down and he’s making jokes.”

“C’mon, Jenny. Lighten up. We have to think of a way to use this thing to your advantage. After all, it’s not like he broadcast you doin’ it.”

“I wouldn’t put anything past that creep. Got a cig