“From now on,” I say, still trying to be stern although the bubbling excitement inside me is defeating this, “I will take precedence over anything that you are doing. My word will be the one you obey. Next time any other plans you had won’t even enter your head. Do you understand?”
He peruses his cocktail glass a moment, snatches a glance at his partner in crime. I can tell he is on the verge of denouncing his former Mistress and proclaiming them both mine to do with as I wish. I am going to win. My curvier curves and more professionally applied make-up have seen me victorious. My bottomless pit of no-expense-spared footwear and outfits has no match anywhere. There is not the slightest trace remaining of the lost, beaten and unloved urchin I unfairly became in my childhood. I was always b
