Terri told me that unlike last night when I made the arrangements, she was in charge tonight. She told me to go soak in the tub and shave myself from ...he neck down. I gladly complied. When I got out of the tub she had me sit on the side of the bed and painted my toenails and fingernails bright red. Then she gave me some lotion to rub myself down. She instructed me to fix us each a drink and then she got in the tub to soak.“When I finish bathing we will get dressed together,” she called out to. “You in a band?”“Fop,” she said.“Sounds sort of New Romantic.”“Yeah, and the singer and piano player dress the part. Pretty clothes and make-up. Me and the guitar player still wear the threads of our tribe.”“Goth?”“Yeah. It’s an acronym. ‘Fuck Off Poseurs.’ Ironic isn’t it? It’s kind of funny having the boys prettier than the girls.”“The guitarist’s a girl?”“Vick,” she giggled. “And our boyfriends are Shelly and Patty.”“No shit.”“No shit. Shelly’s short for Sheldon. Pat’s Irish.”“Which one’s. ? I?ve talked to her twicesince the divorce.? About a year ago Istopped in her workplace to get some papers I needed.? She wasn?t unfriendly, just . . .indifferent.? I noticed the nameplate onher desk, still using my name and, she wasn?t wearing any rings.? Maybe I should ask her out to lunch, Ithought.But,as our conversation went on I decided against it.? And again about three months ago when Icalled her to get a contact number of an associate I worked with while I wasthere.? The company. When in Rome, so to speak!After a short time I could feel my eyes were heavy and so I closed them and started to relax. I was drifting off, when I heard a noise, that made me open them and sit up. One of the women had stood up and was going to the door, it was her towel that had fallen on the floor I had heard. As she bent down to pick it up I couldn’t help but look at her arse. Now, the other woman looked over at me and I could feel my face go bright red. The woman stood up again and turned.