He's in the back; I'll page him for you."A minute later, Harold walked into the lobby. He was smiling warmly at seeing her."Hi. I was in town to do so...e shopping and I thought I'd drop by ... You got time for a coffee?"Harold glanced at Annabelle, who nodded; Annabelle had everybody's agenda in her head. Grabbing his jacket, Harold escorted Lisa out of the office.In the Seattle-style coffee house down the block, they sat down in a booth; Harold with a double espresso and Lisa with a chocolate. Someone cleared their throat, loudly, right behind me and I jerked up, breaking the lip-lock. When I looked round, there was a very large lady, dressed in a severe, dark blue two-piece suit. It would have been intimidating had she not been wearing a slight smile. We moved aside. “Perhaps we should go and eat that lunch you promised,” I suggested.“Perhaps we should.” Her fingers twined with mine again and we set off once more.At her house I followed her through into the kitchen. “Rice, pasta or. "That would be great," David said, excited to find the evening still on.I would give anything to be there," Dale said, regret registering in his tone of voice.Trying to cheer Dale up, David said, "Maybe we should come up with a consolation prize for you. Why don't the three of us figure out a way to give you a little 'going away' present. Let me talk to the girls. I'll get back to you."David and Lisa talkLater that morning Lisa's phone rang. "Lisa! It's David. Dale told me what you said. I just. How many lovers? One? Two? Ten?" I pried just a bit, given how nosy and judgmental Monica had always been."Twenty ... eight?" Monica stammered out now, blushing in spite of her usually strident ways ... she was on the defensive now, and she knew that it would be rather tough to take the initiative back."Wow, even at my sluttiest, I've never done that many! I wonder if you have an STD or HIV? Does your husband know about your double life? I doubt that the Executive Board knows, since you'd be.