And I flushed again andagain."What are you doing," Monica asked. "The pad doesn't flush away," Ianswered. "You are not supposed to flush those. You mu...t use thehygiene bags and put it the bin in the corner of the stall," Monicasaid annoyed. After washing our hands we returned to the table, only topay the bill and go home.Back home we argued again. I tried to convince Monica I that I wasreally a guy this morning. I was stating all the chicks that I hadfucked while in college and about the soccer. "Certain? There's a shower at Umimatsu's." He nodded to a bottle of soap."It killed my AVS rig," Cheri said."Scrambled it. The effect is temporary. It only takes ten squarecentimeters of circuitry to record a conversation. Every inch? Head totoe? Armpits, particulars? Did you scrub each other's backs?"They both nodded."You washed your ears? People forget the ears." We washed everything," Cheri said. "As instructed."He nodded. "First the bad news. The men - it's mostly men - in thatprison may. He graciously said he would throw a pillow on the floor and sleep there. I could have the other bed for myself. Neither Rob nor I would have anything to do Jack’s suggestion. I adamantly told them both that we would try it first. I would sleep as far away on the edge of the bed as possible and try and stay as still as possible.We watched TV and chatted as the evening went by. In lots of ways, it was enjoyable. We just chilled with no real agenda. Around ten PM, I got up and headed for a shower. " Sure baby, What is it?" I asked, concerned; there was something deep on her mind."Joe, where do you see us going?" I don't know. I haven't thought about it lately, to be honest. I know that I love you and I really want you with me. As far as anything beyond that, who knows? Why?" Can you see us with a future?" she asked."Sure, if I really think about it. Is that what you have been thinking about?" Well yeah, sort of. Joe, we have been seeing each other for almost a year and it has been so.