Mixed Signals

ths but white collar people could make things seem uptight all the time. The co-owners of Petals Cosmetics and Pharmaceuticals were the chief hosts of the get-together thoug

g looks well put together. You must give me the contacts of you

amond necklace," Regina, Peter's wife whispered to

I'll give you ladies some room," Peter gave her a little nod and exited gracefully. Regina mouthed 'Coward' at him

n to dress as skimpy as they liked: spilling cleavages, tanned laps and backs, bleached hair and excess ma

a model at his elbow. Jealous female eyes ate the female alive where she clung innocently to him. The mys

enclose him in a hug though Richard was the bigger man. Richard ch

my manners! Pete, this is Lauren,

nows Mr Peter," Lauren comple

then. Where is dear Gina? I came he

d right to receive French kisses from her husband's best man. She punched

now?" Richard asked, po

ding anniversary, the company's 15th anniversary....oh my God, you bastard

se. Now where are my pretties?" Richard asked, changing the subject. The reaso

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," Gina introduced, beaming proudly a

d I am a honor student," she explained, very prim and proper. Sh

uckles. She flipped her perfect blonde hair behind her and came to stand behind her mothe

he, Krissy?"

ritated way. "I couldn't keep a h

rowed forehead with his fingers. T

ho are we look

ine was a very unusual child. She never acted her age, never dressed appropriately and her favourite form of fun was ditching her chauffeur to take the subway train. She had outgrown all h

her phone. She giggled at her screen lightly: she had saved Jacqueline's name as Little Imp. She dialed the number and the phone rang in Gina's purse instea

Pete, after everythi

his wildness from. She is a gir

m? Pete, have you forgotten your crazy days? Oh, I mean your before-Gina says. You were a mad man

urse, you would defend such unruly be

good laugh at Ri

rom top to trousers. She had a pixie cut, her blonde-white hair curled behind her ears. She looked like a Gothic model, her shapely long legs well enhanced by the tight leather p

l that Pete's bad genes didn't rub off on any of th