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            Sam got out of the shower, slightly nervous about this whole date thing.  In reality, Sam had never done dates; she and CJ had been hot, heavy and quick to move in.  It had helped that Sam had the resources and the money to buy a house, and live a life of virtual luxury the moment that they’d met, both of them in college at the time.  Going to her closet and looking for clothes, still wet, not bothering with the towel.  Pulling out a pair of faded jeans and slipping them on, not bothering with the underwear, then grabbing a tee shirt, making a face because it was one with a Superman symbol on it, putting it back because she didn’t think Shane would appreciate her thinking she was super human.  

            “I wonder what the hell Shane has planned for tonight…,” thought Sam out loud, then shrugging, looking at her watch, realizing that Shane was late.  Picking up the house phone, Sam dialed Shane’s home phone, it rang only once, “Hey Shane,” said Sam.

            “No, actually it’s Helena, how are you, Sam?” asked Helena in a chipper tone that made Sam wrinkle her brow.

            “Ok, Ummmm… is Shane there?”

            “She most certainly is, in her room as a matter a fact.  I think she’s rather up in arms about this whole… date thing.”

            “She is, huh?” chuckled Sam as she walked out the bedroom door, “Don’t tell her I called unless she is about to leave, then just tell her I’m on my way, cool?”

            Helena thought for a moment, “Of course.”

            Sam hung up after saying a quick good-bye, grabbing a shirt from the laundry basket that her maid had left by her door, this one with a Spiderman symbol on it, grimacing because she was starting to think she had a super hero complex, jamming her feet into her sneakers and was out the door in less than five minutes.

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            Sam waved a hello to Helena, who was getting ready to leave for the evening, having a meeting in Japan in two days with a potential investor for a movie.  Sam mounted the stairs, after leaning back to catch a fleeting glimpse of Helena’s very sexy ass walking away from her, hearing Shane in her room, apparently getting dressed.  “So, were you ever going to show up?” asked Sam from the door, arms crossed over her slight chest, striking a relaxed pose at the door.  “You realize that you are late, and I don’t like late, late is for losers, so, were going to pop up tonight?”