But equal opportunity for all, limiting growth to the sustainable, and letting everybody choose their own goals just didn't fit well with the human ps...che. We had evolved to compete and prevail.He foresaw a collapse of society. It might be sudden, for instance if a highly contagious microbe mutated to a lethal form. Or it might be gradual, lasting centuries. Something new and inspiring might arise -- it would arise, he could feel it -- but no one could tell what it might be, and no one could. I dread finding out that I am a lesbian. Frankly, it seems extremely likely as I am so boyish. It’s only at ballet and in bed listening to slow jazz I feel extremely feminine. Oh, by the way, listening to slow jazz before bed makes probably anyone dream of, well, sex. [I move on to describe other secret fears].I’m not gay, why do I dream of some man a head taller than me dancing to slow jazz then settling down to a cozy warm bed. LORD PLEASE FORGIVE ME!I might have been a strange kid… However,. Give me half an hour to get ready," she bit hisear playfully.Ensuring that Doris, Mary and Polly had engaged with other men Michelesnuck away. She was more than a little drunk but happy.She went back to her room and freshened up, fixed her makeup and changedinto something more alluring. She lay on the bed and was just about tofall asleep when she heard the key rattle in the lock.Colin came through the door and liked what he saw.Michele wore a full length white silk nightgown thrown open and. ”“You’re sharing floor space, that’s hardly with him. I’m not getting much chemistry between you two.”“What do you know? I like him. He’s a perfectly nice guy.”“I’m sure he is. He’s just not your type. He’s Sasha’s idea of your type, but we both know you’re looking for something different, right, Lib?”She stared at him. How demonically handsome he looked in the red light. “It’s Libby to you. And you can keep your innuendo. You’ve no idea what I’m looking for.”“God, Libby, I totally know, it’s.