One Night Only (93 page)

“An
d
t
o
th
e
waspy-waiste
d
we
e
bastar
d
tha
t
rod
e
him home!
”
sai
d
Ruth
.
“
I
hop
e
h
e
choke
s
o
n
hi
s
dinner!
”

An
d
a
t
tha
t
th
e
ladie
s
tucke
d
int
o
th
e
mos
t
scrumptious
feas
t
they’
d
ha
d
i
n
a
ver
y
lon
g
time
.
The
y
share
d
dishes
betwee
n
the
m
an
d
ooh
e
d
an
d
aah
e
d
a
t
th
e
differen
t
flavours.
T
ess
’
s
curr
y
wa
s
a
s
ho
t
a
s
sh
e
ha
d
requeste
d
an
d
sh
e
ha
d
to
orde
r
extr
a
wate
r
t
o
was
h
i
t
dow
n
an
d
Gin
a
wa
s
delighted
t
o
hav
e
chose
n
th
e
sam
e
a
s
Poll
y
.
Th
e
Kin
g
Prawn
s
wer
e
fat,
juic
y
an
d
drippin
g
wit
h
flavou
r
.

B
y
jus
t
afte
r
nin
e
o’clock
,
the
y
wer
e
restin
g
bac
k
on thei
r
chairs
,
bellie
s
ful
l
an
d
wonderin
g
wha
t
t
o
d
o
next
.

“
I
coul
d
sleep,
”
sai
d
Gina
.

“M
e
too,
”
sai
d
Poll
y
an
d
sh
e
gav
e
ou
t
a
littl
e
yawn. Rut
h
an
d
T
es
s
looke
d
a
t
eac
h
othe
r
i
n
disgust
.

“A
bris
k
wal
k
around
town
wil
l
put
that
notion
out
of
t
h
e
tw
o
o
f
you,
”
sai
d
T
ess
.
“
W
e
didn
’
t
com
e
her
e
t
o
sleep.
No
w
,
le
t
Melanie
’
s
W
a
y
pa
y
th
e
bil
l
and
then
w
e
will g
o
explor
e
more
.
Bu
t
befor
e
w
e
do,
for
goodness
’
sake
let
’
s
swa
p
mobil
e
number
s
s
o
that
non
e
o
f
u
s
get
s
lost
again!
”

“That
’
s
th
e
mos
t
sensibl
e
thin
g
I’v
e
hear
d
al
l
flippin’
day!
”
sai
d
Ruth
.
“Let
’
s
mak
e
us
e
o
f
moder
n
technolog
y
in th
e
wa
y
Go
d
intended
!
Muppets!
”

“No
,
no
,
no!
”
sai
d
Gina
,
stoppin
g
dea
d
i
n
he
r
tracks
.
“I mea
n
it
.
No
.
That
’
s
m
y
wors
t
nightmare
.
I’
m
simpl
y
not
goin
g
i
n
there!
”

W
it
h
th
e
Chines
e
mea
l
walke
d
ou
t
o
f
thei
r
system
,
yet
stil
l
feelin
g
a
hig
h
buz
z
fro
m
alcohol
,
th
e
girl
s
were delighte
d
t
o
com
e
acros
s
a
ba
r
jus
t
o
n
th
e
edg
e
o
f
town whic
h
advertise
d
o
n
a
chalkboard
:
Kin
g
Kong
’
s
Karaoke
T
o-Nite
.

Al
l
o
f
them
,
tha
t
is
,
excep
t
Gina
.

“
I
mea
n
it
.
I
can
’
t
stan
d
karaoke
.
I
ha
d
a
bad
experienc
e
i
n
m
y
twentie
s
singin
g
an
d
I
swor
e
I’
d
neve
r
do i
t
again
.
Pleas
e
don
’
t
mak
e
me.
”

“Let
’
s
hav
e
a
vote,
”
sai
d
T
ess
,
beginnin
g
t
o
shive
r
now i
n
he
r
littl
e
whit
e
numbe
r
.
Sh
e
wishe
d
sh
e
ha
d
brough
t
a
coa
t
bu
t
sh
e
didn
’
t
hav
e
an
y
t
o
matc
h
he
r
slink
y
little
dres
s
tha
t
mad
e
he
r
loo
k
lik
e a
cros
s
betwee
n
a
virgi
n
and
a
sex
y
vam
p
–
sh
e
wa
s
sex
y
an
d
sh
e
kne
w
it
,
eve
n
with
goos
e
bump
s
an
d
a
clea
r
trickl
e
unde
r
he
r
perfec
t
nose
.

“
I
lov
e
karaoke,
”
sai
d
Poll
y
.
“Sorr
y
,
Gina
.
I
do
.
I
never
hav
e
th
e
courag
e
t
o
ge
t
u
p
an
d
sin
g
bu
t
I
lov
e
watching others
.
An
d
yo
u
hav
e
a
n
amazin
g
voice
!
Remembe
r
that nigh
t
a
t
th
e
clubhous
e
whe
n
yo
u
san
g
‘Lik
e
a
V
irgin’
?
Y
ou too
k
th
e
hous
e
down!
”