I stumbled after Vivian toward the barred-up doors of Roundworm, and formed a line which at its peak would consist of me, Vivian, and a guy whose knee... were engulfed in an invisible inferno.Two hours later, the owner-a thirty-something ex-punk from New York-casually strolled up and unlocked the gate. "Morning," he said to me with a nod. I raised my hand in acknowledgement. "Hey, Viv." Good morning!" She bounced on her toes and thrust her receipt at him, still grasping it with two hands."Is that. There’s a crazy nightmare thought that won’t leave my head: what if my parents climb aboard? For fuck’s sake Emma! Mum and Dad never take Sundays in the country by train. Dad will be watching the football and Mum will be badgering him to do some chore or other. Ugh. The whole image makes me glad I’m doing this experiment: no way to I want to get into that kind of domestic bliss. Only Martin knows where I’m going. Parents and friends alike have been sold the line that I’m taking a holiday on a. I decided to go back to the bar and order another Corona and shot of tequila. As I was walking back to my seat I noticed this guy looking at me. I got a little nervous because this never happened to me before. I sat down and even though it felt like five minutes, it was probably more like one when he came over and asked if he could sit. I invited him to sit and we began to talk. He asked had I been here before and I told him that this was my first time. He was very cool and personable. I. Just then Kate saw Marina. You may recall that Kate was not justinterested in me becoming a stripper but wanted my wife to become onetoo. You may also recall that Marina didn't even want her underwear ondisplay here in this bar when I was wearing it and certainly had nointention of complying with Kate's wishes.It looked like they were arguing.Kate had a look of someone who finally had what she wanted in her sightsand was not going to be denied.Marina looked more like someone who was just.