She looks for Nicole

Dawn had to admit to herself that Nicole intrigued her more than anything. Nicole thought she was sweet and kind, and she didn't want to see her hurt any more. There had to be something special about her to say these things. She knew she met a lot of people at the party, but which one Nicole might have been eluded her. There were, for the most part, a lot of beautiful women in attendance that night. Many of them were trophy wives of the upper crust of management. She knew she had to at least see Nicole face to face, just to see for herself what kind of woman Nicole really was. It could be Nicole was just as sweet and innocent as she made Dawn out to be, and that she was totally seduced by Jason, and felt she had **** but to give in to him.

Dawn thought on this aspect for quite a while as she sat in traffic. Yes, Jason could seduce the panties off of just about any woman, if he wanted to. He had that youthful glow about him that seemed to say "I'm never growing old." She remembered her first encounter with Jason was much like that. He had seduced her on their very first date. He charmed the clothes right off of her, and took her virginity in the back seat of his old 1979 Plymouth Volare sedan. It was from that moment on things grew rather hot and heavy for them, and they decided to marry after college. Jason swore she was the only girl for him, and Dawn felt the same way about Jason.

"Lying pig!" she muttered under her breath. Without a second thought, she pulled her cell phone out, and called Jason's place of employment.

"Hello!" answered a cheery voice on the other end. "Dewey, Cheetum, and Howe? How may I direct your call?"

"I'm trying to find an old friend of mine," Dawn began. "Her name is Nicole, and I was told she works there as a secretary?"

"We did have a Nicole" the cheery voice answered. "Nicole Mason. She left us about two weeks ago without any explanation. She was one of the nicest girls who ever worked here."

"Really?" Dawn was totally surprised by this. "Can you give me an address on her? I'd really like to surprise her with a visit."

"Yes, I can give you her last known address," answered the cheery voice. "Are you ready?"

Dawn readied herself, pen and notepad in hand. "Okay, go ahead."

"Her last known address is 1375 Oceanic Drive, right here in town," the cheery voice responded. "I have a cell phone number for her too, if you would like."

"No, that's okay. Her address is good enough. If I were to call her, it would spoil the surprise. Thanks for your help."

Thus the conversation ended, and now Dawn was faced with a decision. Should she go meet Nicole Mason, face to face? Or should she work on her own plans for ****?