Love is Grand

Patrick had a natural gift for floral arrangements, color mixing, and Feng Shui, and when Pam (with Mom's cash influx) opened her style boutique on Rodeo Dr, the buzz amongst the celebs was incredible.

One of Pam's biggest projects involved Damon Kirkpatrick. Only the man behind New Horizon Films could afford the 32 room mansion in the Hills, and he basically gave Pam a blank check to redo the grand ballroom, screening room, and pool garden. Six months later, Damon's post-Golden Globes party doubled as the grand unveiling of Pam's work.

The notorious playboy image that Damon easily cultivated meant that he often would give her a wink, or hold her hand suggestively. Pam used her concentration on the task at hand to avoid eye contact with him, but at the party, Damon insisted on a dance followed by a champagne toast.

"I can see why women flock to him," Pamela thought. "He's so dashing and handsome..."

Damon took Pam to the balcony overlooking the LA Skyline. His hand pressed against the back of her strapless gown. She was shocked at how mesmerized she was; "It must be the Cristal," she imagined, but whatever it was, she looked into his eyes, and her lips easily parted for his tongue. He ran his large hands down her back, slipping the strapless gown off her shoulders.

"No... I'm a man, a father, a son," she thought in a panic, but as Damon's mouth tasted her newly reshaped bosom, she shuddered and moaned in a way Patrick never had before..

"Thinking back to that night at the Golden Globes party, darling?" Sarah grinned like the Cheshire Cat.

Pam held her head in her hands, wishing the desires that were ignited that night were simply a product of the fantasy world that she had been caught up in. She remembered the shivers, the caresses, the smell, the taste. The taste.

Maddie put her arm around her "Mom.... Did you... and Damon.. Did you..." Pam just whimpered and slumped her head on her child's shoulder softly crying.