A small group of five young women was leaning on crates stacked by local farmers.
The night was already well underway, and Bianca had finally been able to take a break.
As soon as they saw Bianca walking away from Emmanuelle, the four young women hurried to pick her up and drag her away from the crowd.
"And it is there that this bastard came to see me and tell me that he had dumped you, Bianca," declared a sublime brunette, having passed the arm under that of Emmanuelle's best friend.
Bianca giggled before bursting frankly with laughter.
"Ah, La Manon! What would I do without you?" she declared happily.
"It made me mad when I knew that he continued to lie to me by looking me right in the eyes, Bianca!" answered, in anger, Manon.
"Yes. This moron believed that we did not speak to eac
