Angie’s Gets Loaned Out (part eight of series)

   Angie sighed deeply and slouched a little to one side, putting her head on Cara’s shoulder. “When did they stop having any films or anything”

Cara grinned indulgently at Angie’s boredom. “They haven’t. The projector is broken.”

“So all it’s going to be this time is people talking”

“Pretty much.”
“Then why did you bring me Why are they having a meeting on Christmas Eve, anyway I thought most people had plans for today.”

“Hey, now. Ice, thin. Behave yourself.”

Angie gave a little groan in response and quieted. The Pet-Lovers meeting was sedate, to say the least. She saw Daniel hovering around a table display of various sex toys and gave him a little wave. He grinned back.

Another speaker, a woman, went up behind the microphone and began talking about which lubricants were safe to use with animals. Angie wiggled a foot under her chair to stay awake. She heard the foyer doors shut and twisted around to see Jonathan walking near the wall, looking as if he were barely restraining himself from running, toward a door at the back.

“Look,” she poked Cara gently in the side, “Look, it’s Jonathan.”

Cara nodded and put her hand around Angie’s, holding it down to cease the poking. “I see.”
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