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when she wanted to make it my first name.’ added Liz with relief. ‘Can you imagine going through life with that moniker attached to you.’ Cassie couldn’t, but sensibly didn’t say anything.
    ‘Don’t you dare ever tell anyone else, okay.’ said Liz.
    ‘Okay, no problem.’ said Cassie, raising her hands in surrender. ‘Hey, is that Kat up on that table?’ she said, pointing to the front of the room where Kat had indeed climbed onto a bar table and was playing air guitar to Guns & Roses ‘November Rain.’ Someone had stuck a top hat on her head and Liz burst out laughing.
    ‘God, she looks just like Slash.’
    A group of rowdy young guys had been trying, without success, for sometime to get Liz’s attention and she had ignored them totally. Now seeing her laughing out loud, the loudest one of the group approached her and started hitting on her. His loud voice carried back to his friends at their table and they laughed encouragingly as he tried his best lines on Liz.
    ‘Let’s have breakfast tomorrow, shall I call you, or nudge you.’ That earned him a chorus of laughs from his mates and he turned and did a little bow to them not seeing the scowl on Liz’s face.
    ‘If I could see you naked, I’d die happy.’
    ‘If I could see you naked, I’d die laughing,’ retorted Liz. ‘Now piss off Romeo.’ She attempted to shove past him, but he grabbed her arm and his friends cheered.
    ‘Stuck up bitch,’ he hissed at her. They were blocking the door, so Cassie grabbed Liz’s other arm and tugged and they ran for the open window, calling out to Kat on the way. She abandoned her lofty perch and came after them as the group of louts started chasing them.
    ‘Jump out the window Kat,’ yelled Cassie and Kat needed no encouragement, sliding her long frame easily out of the window and dropping the couple of feet to the ground with barely a thud. ‘Come on Liz, it’s easy.’ said Cassie, nimbly placing her hand on the sill and vaulting out. She and Kat stood below and bellowed encouragement as Liz gingerly lowered herself from the window, feet first, the soft fabric of her dress billowing up in the wind; and much to the howling delight of another group of passing youths; exposing a glorious, round bottom in see through panties.
    ‘Cassie and Liz were hugging each other and laughing as Liz mooned the street, tears rolling down their cheeks as Liz slowly reached arm’s length and then had to let go, dropping to the ground with a thud.
    ‘Well done Moons.’ yelled Kat. ‘I think we’ve finally found a use for your second name.’
    ‘Don’t you dare,’ yelled back Liz, waving her finger up at them as struggled to stand up and recover some dignity.
    ‘Hey baby, that was a sight for sore eyes.’ The goons had followed them around the side of the pub and were now standing in a semi circle under the window. ‘Hm, a couple of peaches. Would I like to get my hands on those.’ He made a grabbing motion with his hands.
    ‘I’ll give you a sight for sore eyes,’ said Cassie, as he went to grab Liz again, his friends egging him on. She pulled back her right arm and using all the power in her small body, swung a right hook onto his nose, felling him in one blow. He lay on the ground moaning, clutching his face in his hands as blood spurted from his nose.
    ‘Run Cassie, we’ve got to get out of here, now.’ yelled Kat, dragging Liz away from the angry and drunken youths. They sprinted up the street away from the pub and their friendship was born.
    Slash, Moons and Cassius, (after Cassius Clay).
     

CHAPTER THREE
    They decided to flat together in their second year, cementing a friendship that began at university, had endured over the passing years and was stronger than ever regardless of the distance between them. Liz had left first on her overseas adventure, met Doug in London and followed him back to California where they were married within a year. She was the last person Cassie thought of the three of