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thoughts immediately and smile a full on beam at him. Wow, I’ve shocked myself - I haven’t smiled like this in over a year, not a hint of sarcasm or dry humor behind it.
    I suddenly realise I am going to pee all over the floor so I have to go right this second. Seeing him like this has made my throat go so dry and I’ve stopped shifting my weight from foot to foot, using all my lower body muscles I’m holding my legs stiff. My bladder has given up pulsating its ready to open the floodgates, crap - impending doom.
    I go to say ‘call of nature’ but because my throat is so dry all that escapes my mouth is a low pitch mixture of noise and garbled words – like a crow crowing. ‘Walk away woman, Walk away now!’
    I look down, scrunching my face as if I’ve just stubbed my toe, and head straight for the toilet door. I have to move without bending my knees too much so my legs are stiff and my steps are concentrated – again picture perfect!
    Thank god there are no queues, I dive straight in to a free cubicle, pull down my tights, knickers and sit – wow the feeling is orgasmic, I breathe a great big sigh of relief. The never-ending stream is like a waterfall and I’d be more than happy to stay here all night. Now I am alone with my thoughts and it sinks in what has just happened, how the hell am I going to face him again? He’s walked up to me smiling and I’ve just squawked back at him and walked away like I’ve shat myself! ‘Ellie Jones you tit; you are, as ever, a lady,’ I grumble.
    Still in peeing position I place my arms on my legs and hang my head down, I am so ashamed.
    Right think about it, this bloke is only being nice and smiling, stop reading so much into it. I’m drunk and I’m having a laugh with the girls so let’s get back out there and carry on. I stand and tidy myself up, flush and head out of the cubicle towards the black marble surfaces to wash my hands. I dry my hands then place my clutch bag on the side, must have a check over of my appearance because if I find eye crap or lipstick on my teeth, I may as well drown myself in the toilets right now! As I look at my eyes close up to check, I can hear my phone buzzing in my purse, who is texting me?  I reach for my phone and pull it out.
     
    Meagan xx
    17 Sep 2012  21:14
    OMG!! Mr Plush asked for your number!!! :)
    And I gave it :p  xxx
     
    Oh no, I prop my elbows on the marble surface and hold my head in my hands. I’m way too drunk for this and why on earth would Trey want my number after my little ‘shat myself’ show?!
    My phone buzzes again I look down at it and read,
     
    555-4219-326
    17 Sep 2012 21:16
    You look gorgeous tonight x
     
    I walk over and sit on the blue floral chaise lounge in the corner, reply now or leave him hanging? Angel girl has appeared and is whispering to be careful, devil girl is shouting to leave him hanging.
    Right, sod this, I want to go back and continue drinking, he probably only wants me to reply so he can take the piss out of me anyway.
    I gather my bag and put my phone away for the moment and make my way back to the table. Trey is at the table whispering something into Meagan’s ear, she spots me coming and smiles at me. Nodding at him she points to me and he looks up and smiles then leaves. So it’s a case of cute friend – go through me to get to her, great one.
    Taking my seat and feeling slightly pissed off I look at Meagan and say. “So what was that little tête-à-tête about?”
    She seems to look a bit flustered, I nudge her, “Come on.”
    “Nothing,” Meagan stops to think , then continues, “But it may be a good idea not to text Mr. Plush. I shouldn’t have given him your number.”
    I bloody knew it, he did just want to take the piss out of me.
    “Oh, ok.” What else am I supposed to say?
    “I’m sorry Ellie I just thought maybe…I could get you ….over you know…what happened. I want to get the old Ellie back, the one who laughs all the time, who doesn’t worry or