Older Westerley partygoers came to see and be seen, to

refresh connections, and make new ones. Also, a surprising

number of new business ventures got started here between

drinks and hors d'oeuvres.

The alternate Westerley party was for the younger

people and was held in the church's recreation hall.

Decorated with mirror balls and lasers, this party offered

two bars and many tables with food. A live rock & roll band

played in a back room; their music wafted through the

building. The only thing that the two parties had in

common was expensive clothing. Well, except for O.E.

Orton's outfit.

O.E. hated the pretension of Westerley parties, but he

liked to come and see his friends. He also liked to wander

through the main cathedral in his surfing clothes, just to

annoy the stuffy, overdressed Westerley snoots. They could

kiss his billion-dollar ass.

Perhaps I really am a surf bum. Although managing his

money took most of his time, he still did go surfing. These

days, he went in style, flying on his private jet to his

secluded Malibu beach house. But when he was out on the

waves, he was no different than anyone else, and that's

when he was happiest.

He gave Kay a proud smile. "Of course I can attract a

woman without flashing my fame. It'd be easy-just look at

me. Who wouldn't want a piece of this?" O.E. puffed out his

chest and posed.

Kay and Constance laughed at his pose, so he fell back

in his chair. "All right, explain it to me. Why should I hide

my name?"

"Because I think you'd be more successful if you did.

You'd find someone who cares about you. A person, not a

legend." Kay leaned forward, her eyes boring into him.

"How would you like to make a little wager, O.E.?"

"You want to bet that I can't get a woman to go out with

me who doesn't know who I am? You're on! Too bad

everyone here already knows me."

Kay patted him on the shoulder. "You're in luck tonight.

My friends and relatives are all here-a whole new crowd of

people for you to meet." She chuckled and shook her head.

"You'll have no trouble spotting them. They're the ones

dressed like the help." Everyone laughed at Kay's admission

that she had married into a vastly more well-to-do family

than her own.

"But seriously, you'd love Suzanne, one of my

bridesmaids. She's hot and always looking for fun. I bet you

could bring her to Malibu without even trying. Just lose

your ego, your name, and your money."




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