"Their agreement to share a table was passed on to the maître d', and it seemed to work as they were seated at a table for two very soon thereafter.A...waiter was at their table almost immediately with menus, so it wasn't until after they had each ordered, with Janice quick to mention that separate checks would be required, that they had an opportunity to talk.Brent was the first to get started, by saying, "I really appreciate your decision to share a table with me. I have a sales meeting to get. Where had my confidence gone? I thoughtof the stone, somewhere in the FedEx system. It could give me thestrength to get through this. Another thought followed that one, one thatmade me gasp. It could magnify my shame, too. Suddenly I wanted it to doboth. I was a junkie needing a fix and I didn't care if the resultingtrip was good or bad. Hell, I doubted I'd know the difference."No," I said, finding my voice. "I have," I looked around me. A fewwomen were shopping, looking at the panties in. We were there, you in a slinky sexy sultry black dress and me in suit and tie. You had me teased for most of the night and I was semi hard as a result of it.The clients were most impressed and as the night ended they took you aside and told you they had a Limo for you for the rest of the night.We left out to the parking lot, my hand on the small of you back as we left. Out to the Limo to find a woman driver for us, looking sharp in black slacks and jacket and a crisp white blouse underneath,. When she stepped out of the swimsuit and got in the shower with me, I should have been surprised. Looking back I should also have been aroused, she was a hell of a beautiful woman, I actually felt nothing. In the words of the song I had become comfortably numb. She pulled my head down to her shoulder as she washed my hair and hugged me as she washed my back."You're in shock but don't worry, I can fix you."When she'd finished washing me, she started on herself. In the days that followed I would.