“I want the services of the legendary Samantha Vance.  In exchange for keeping my mouth shut to her girlfriend the one that just got the mulit million dollar deal…”

            “You ***** *****!”  Lara yelled and she lunged at Richard, who neatly side stepped her, laughing.  Sam grabbed her holding her back, their eyes met and Sam pleaded with her to stop and she did.  Lara‘s breathe coming in hard spurts as she thought of Sam, noble Sam who’d been nothing but sweet to her.

            “When and where?”  Sam asked roughly and Lara shook her head.  Her red hair billowing around her face as she stammered.

            “No, no, Sam!  This was my doing you can’t bail me out, again!”  Sam turned to her, putting a gentle finger to Lara lips and said in the softest of voices.

            “Lara, shhhh….  Stop it, that’s enough.  Dana can never find out that we spent two weeks together on some Island she will flip.  I’ll be fine, I always am.”   Richard‘s voice drifted over to them.

            “I’m at the Bel-Air under my own name Samantha.  I’ll expect you after midnight sometime.  I’ll be done with you in a few days I’m sure.”  Richard stated and Sam growled a bit under her breath and as he walked by the doors, just as he did, Shane and Dana walked out.  Dana‘s face was a bright red and Shane was shaking her head.  They’d heard everything, oh *****.

            “Someone tell me what the ***** is going on!”  Dana yelled her face red with anger and neither Sam nor Lara answered right away.

*****

            Alice stumbled over to Bette and Catiana’s table; she sat down heavily, her legs no longer supporting her.  She looked like *****, flushed and very drunk.  Bette was stunned at her appearance, she looked rail thin and like she hadn’t eaten in days.

            “Alice, are you ok?”  Bette asked and Alice waved her hand like a drunk magician,

            “Never been better, some very hot boy just had a bit of fun in the back of the Mini with a very ***** bi sexual…”  She giggled and Bette leaned in and she could smell the beer and hard liqueur drifting off of Alice she cringed.