"I want to see it."I knew immediately what she meant. Angie raised her eyes to me, insearch of confirmation. I nodded imperceptibly."Me too," I trille..., winking.With the pounding Techno beat filling the air around us, I sensed,rather than heard the subtle rrrriiiipppp of Jerome's zipper comingundone. After some deft hand movements, Angie's head began bobbing upand down over his lap. Trisha rested her hand lightly on Angie'shead, more in affirmation than command. I couldn't help it; I had tosee. I then took another sip of my whiskeysour. "What did Kirk want Marcella?"Again, there was a brief pause. "He was enquiring whether or not youwould like to go... 'bar hopping'... tomorrow evening. He said toassure you that there would be... 'a lot of premium tail'... to befound."I smirked and shook my head, taking another sip of my drink. "Still thesame old Kirk," I mused. We were both almost 50 years old, but thanksto stem cell cloning and other medical advancements, we appeared to bein our. "I think I've had enough to drink" said Julie, quite sharply. I was disappointed, sensing that she had lost the atmosphere and was backing off. But then she followed up with "I think I need something far more substancial in my mouth". She smiled at Rod, and held his hand "Shall we head upstairs ?" Rod leapt out of his seat, smiling delightedly, and Debbie winked at me and said "perhaps we should join you - I feel a little thirsty myself".We opened the door to our suite and I walked briskly to. ." She stopped and covered her face."That last kiss?" Bob said softly. "The one when you weren't under the effects of the stuff? That was a nice kiss, Julie. I liked it a lot."She lowered her hands. There were tears in her eyes again."You bastard," she sighed. "You don't even need that crap."Then she rushed into his arms.In Ronnie's room, Nick was pacing, while Ronnie sat on the edge of her bed. They'd been in her room countless times before, but now, suddenly, everything seemed different. Nick.