Him, hes some bloke who started following me about today, he asked me out, not very politely, and wont take no for an answer, didnt bother getting his name, hopefully if he sees Im not alone, hell give up.
Half a hour later, after discussing their various lives, they noticed that the man had gone.
Saskia paid for their coffees and hastened to catch up with her distressed looking friend. She started to tear open her envelope, but Emma stopped her, not here her voice was still shaky, she looked around, lets get back to my place, Ill explain there Saskia looked at her quizzically, what about Monica, shouldnt we wait for her? Once they were in Emmas, and had made sure that they were alone, Saskia opened her envelope.
Saskia looked at her quizzically, Why whats happened, what do the photos show?
Her question was met with a shake of the head and a not here, not now and Emma started to walk towards their cars. If anything, it was Emmas swearing, coupled with a raised voice, both events that were extremely rare, that convinced her that it was serious, and something that should be dealt with around one of their homes.
Monica got up in relief, and put her hand in her pocket for her purse, let me get the coffees for you, as I have ruined your day out.
Both Emma and Saskia started to protest, I insist Monica wasnt going to take no for an answer, then oh no, my purse has gone What did it look like Emma started to look around and beneath the table Multi colored, its got a Paul Smith style design on it.
Both of them were youngish, in their late teens or early twenties, but looking younger, and wise beyond their years.
She was pretty in a cute, innocent way, and dressed in tee shirt and jeans, worn under a denim jacket.Sitting there chatting they were startled by two heavy, padded envelopes landing on the table in front of them.They looked up to see where they had come from, expecting to see Monica, they were surprised to see a vaguely familiar man.It took them a moment or two to place him, then it come to Saskia, he was the man who was harassing the girl, only at close up, she realized that he couldnt have been more than twenty one, twenty three at the outside, and he was standing in front of them with a leer on his face.She realized what his was leering at, from where he was standing he had a great view down both their tops, in Emmas case all the way to her push-up bra, which made his job of looking at her boobs far too easy.Saskia got up, and went to the table where her admirer was sitting, is this it?