I was simply drained. I just sat there until Paula stuck her head in the door to say goodnight. I smiled at her, gave her a thumbs up and watched her ...eave for the day. And what a day it had been. Well, now for the night. I really hesitated about going home but I knew that I had to do it. With a heavy heart I packed up my things and left.The drive home was stressful. I had no idea what to do. I didn't want an argument but I also didn't want this to linger and fester in both our minds. I had to. Andrea, feeling the need to open up, shared the secrets of her emotional past as well. She spoke about looking for love and how she had come up short time and time again. She revealed that she was looking for a person to stimulate her mind and spirit first and that would be the impetus to transcendental love-making. The wine had loosened her inhibitions and she was having a conversation that she normally would have thought was a tad inappropriate. She placed her hand on Noah's lap,. It was like knowing that something made sense but being unable to grasp the whole picture. But she felt it and she felt the maleness of some pictures and the definite female gender of others. A few pictures seemed both and it is front of these that most gathered.The room was hot and the throng of bodies close together made it hotter. A woman near Claire took off a shawl that had been d****d over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, instantly forgotten. A man nearby took off his jacket. Mrs. Campbell stood up and let out a deep breath. As she turned to the sink Ron noticed more beads of sweat on her back, and where her top was slightly clammy. He knew she was excited about something."Shall we curl up in the living room?" She asked, passing him a glass of water."Will Dave be home soon, Mrs. Campbell?" No." She smiled, purposefully showing her white teeth and moist lips. Continuing into the living room, Ron followed Mrs. Campbell closely. Suddenly she turned around, without.