We all burst out in a fit of laughter. Therewas nothing else we could do. This pretend mother/daughter duo was allready to go!The wait for the bus was...a bit awkward. Mom walked with us a few blocks sowe can catch the bus. But once she left. The men waiting there with me,were staring a bit too lewdly. I pretended to avoid eye contact with themand just played a bit with Becky. The bus came and we all got aboard. Isat in the front and folded up my stroller. I looked out the window andsaw the bus. ’ She spoke, as with a good friend, about her perceived loneliness and how it at times weighs upon her, and her facing an empty weekend. She didn’t go into it deeper than that abut she sensed that he understood her. He, for his part, then talked to her about his own sense of displacement, and being far from home, where he had only his grandparents left. He talked about the kind of housing in which he lived and how dreadful it was. They spoke with each other in a very companionable way, as. Over dinner Mary told me how it only took a week for her husband to realize that she was who he really wanted. “I told him that if he wanted to date other women he could ,but I would date other men.She said that they did agree to tell one another about it and always be honest. “We have an open relationship and I will be telling him about you, '' she said ,”you might even meet him too”. “Your wife realizes now that there are other women out there that would want you,she should give up her. I went to kiss her and she stepped back, "Please don't kiss me, I just spent ages on my makeup."Get me a drink to calm my nerves."I didn't think that was a particularly good idea on an empty stomach given her habit of flirting outrageously when she has a few drinks, but she insisted and when she insists on something, anything really, I know I have to do what she says. I guess I am getting 'pussy whipped' as I understand some of my friends say behind my back."Don't drink too much as you know I.