Mary And Her Friends - And Me
An invitation to join three women on a Friday night - what could possibly happen?
My phone rang, which was a surprise. I'm not a great one for chatting, and my friends know that. But it was Mary, so she probably didn't want to just talk. Mary and I had a nice, relaxed relationship. We would meet every couple of weeks or so for a drink, a meal or as each other's plus-one for a function. And we would always end up in bed together, and it was always great, because we had similar ideas, likes and dislikes....