She grinned. "Come find me later, I'll make it up to you," and left.I spent the next forty-five minutes wandering around. To be honest, I wasn't that ...ad at Karen because I was being a little aggressive myself. One of my coworkers at the party, Christine, was an especially cute pixie-looking girl, with a short blonde hairstyle and a lean dancer's body. I had managed to get her under one of the mistletoe and kissed her. She didn't resist and even brushed her hand across my groin before she. The sand was hot, the sea gleamed in a dark turquoise, and the air was just deliciously loaded with all the perfumes for a long and relaxing sunbathe. When I stumbled down the sandy slope I was nearly blinded by the force of sunlight, the sky over my head was endless and blue, and on the horizon rows of foam-topped waves kept on rolling to the shore. It was one of my favourite spots to be alone, but then I saw somebody already lying cosily in the warm sand. I just wanted to go further down. Then the ZNN news brought us all back to earth.One of the wide screens was running the ZNN news loop. The current headline was about the Mad Matters Movement. This morning during a campaign rally at Kansas Stadium they had rushed the stage at a Connie Hovater event. She had been pushed off the stage into the front row lower seating.The result was two broken ribs and a broken wrist. To make matters worse, the protesters poured a pitcher of water on her while she was on the floor and threw a. ”“You’re not disappointed?” she asked sheepishly.“I didn’t say that. When we left the restaurant, I thought that...” I frowned. “I was entertaining thoughts of divorcing Barb for you at some point down the road. Dinner made me certain that you and I have more in common than I ever had with her. If he’d returned in a month, you might have laughed in his face, but he’s here now and I haven’t captured near enough of your heart to make you turn him away.”She looked terribly conflicted, but she.