After a few hours Vicki leaned over to me and said, "I thought you said they had interesting shows. This is starting to get boring." I replied, "The...good show starts in about another hour. Have another drink." And I bought a round for everyone.Shortly after the drinks arrived, the MC, a rather greasy looking man in a 1950's style tuxedo, walked out into the spotlight and announced, "Ladies and Gentleman. Our main acts are about to begin. I assure you that these activities are illegal,. They were both grateful for the diner’s dirty windows, which they hoped shielded their erotic deeds from the patrons inside. She leaned forward, pressing her palms to the warm glass. He stood stockstill, his present intertwined with their past like the interlocking strands in her ropelike braids. He was experiencing a delusional fantasy that carried him to the edge of ecstasy. Shutting his eyes, he imagined them having an afternoon tumble on the firm futon she had described in many of their. He said he was contemplating getting a hooker. When they heard me walk through, everyone got quiet. All the focus was on me. A young thick girl with perky tits and a perfect ass. Carl asked me what i was doing out and i told him i was thirsty. One of his friends, the only one i recognized asked how my mom was and i told him i had no idea. She was m.i.a once again and would call when she fely like it. He commented on how much ive grown and i thanked him. All eyes were still on me and Carl must. Rod kissed her forehead, then rolled off and lay beside her. ‘That was fine, as usual, baby.’ ‘I love you, Rod,’ Lise said softly. ‘Yeah, baby, me, too,’ her husband mumbled, then Lise heard the sound of snoring begin. He was asleep. Why should this time be different? Lise slipped out of their bed and walked to the bathroom. Recently she’d noticed she had a vague feeling of unease after they finished making love. She didn’t understand what it was, had no one she could ask about it, so she tried.