Too loud, too crowded, too...much. Her head was already pounding and they were still more than 50 feet from the door. She groaned."Why did I let you g...ys talk me into this?" Because," her friend Ali answered, "you're 25, you're single and you deserve it. Anyone does after a 70-hour work week."Lena couldn't really argue with that. She had just begun her new job at a major advertising agency not even three weeks ago. She was still in the "I MUST PLEASE EVERYONE I MEET" mindset, and it was. The company was getting mad. The guy came back to our car and told us that he gave my shorts and shirt to his friend. I told him to keep passing them on. We stayed awhile longer and saw three more people jump naked. The company closed for the day. A month later I went on their website and they had nude bungee jumping by appointment only. I just turned 40 and started a bucket list one thing on the bucket list was driving in a demolition derby. I signed up for it at the Arizona state fair. I. I know this because she told me.She told me one day while we were walking across campus. We'd just left the economics wing and I was trying to make conversation about a party I didn't want to go to alone."I don't even have to see you anymore," she said. "I can just smell the desperation coming." I'd only been at this for a week or two. She wasn't wrong, though.Suddenly, she slapped her forehead. "Oh shit, I forgot to ask Tim if that paper is due this Friday or next." She swung on her heel, and. However, if you want breakfast in bed with me wearing nothing but ruby lipstick, then we need to get some groceries on the way home."As we were walking away from the car, just holding hands like normal lovers, she asked "How about pearls, Master? Don't pearls go well with red lipstick?" She knew damned well that I had spent a small fortune on pearls for her, when my ship had stopped at Palma de Majorca, in the Med. I had called to ask her opinion on what size to get, what color was best, how.