I didn't call him all week and for his part he didn't call me. I shared the ordeal with Jeff who was supportive through the week. On Friday I realized...I was going to have to go home and deal with the situation when Jeff peeked his head in the door and asked if I wanted to grab a drink before heading home. I jumped at the excuse not to go home and agreed. The bar was crowded and I began drinking heavily. By midnight I was blitzed and Jeff offered to drive me home. I took him up on his offer. We. I pictured the bag as Zach's hand, rubbing me passionately, not out of lust, but out of love. I kept slowly brushing my bag between my legs, and only stopped when we reached the car. Zach, ever the gentleman, opened my door for me and helped me onto my seat. I pulled my door closed lightly, and ignored my seatbelt. I had better plans. "Um, Zachy, baby?" I asked. "Uh, I know this is our first date, but I feel so close to you. Maybe, while we drive, I could..." I rubbed my hand on his thigh. "I. Panti and Cherri finished their bow and walked over to their microphones."Hi boys. What do you think?" Cherri said in a sultry voice.The penny dropped and when it did so did Snoot. He downright fainted,hitting the hardwood floor like a sack of flour.Bob and Phil raced to help their bassist and Panti and Cherri put theirguitars on their stands and tottered down the stage stairs and over tojoin the others, their heels clattering on the floor.They forced their way between Bob and Phil who were. I waited."Hello," a woman said."Mrs. Tremont?" I said."Yes." I'm trying to reach Marlene. I understand she decided to go to college." That's correct." Do you have her phone number at college? I need to speak with her." Who are you?" she said.A lie was necessary. "I'm Ms. Carter, a guidance counselor at Red Rock High School. There's a problem with her transcripts." Oh, okay then. Just a minute. I have her cell phone number written down somewhere. Ah, here it is." She recited the number.I thanked.