That changed after our conversation. Once I had the green light it felt different. Suddenly, when a guy flirted with me at the coffee shop I was consi...ering if he would be fun to sleep with. It was like being single again, only without any of the pressure to try and find a guy I actually wanted to marry. I already had that guy. I could just have fun. It was genuinely revelatory. I got a few strange looks for being so flirty while wearing a wedding ring, but New York is a big city and I didn’t. Her small heart shaped face, high cheek bones and full deep red lips all pouty as if she'd been kissing all morning. Piercing ice blue doe like eyes, big and beautiful and a small cute button nose. She was perfection to him. As she lay reading, oblivious to his presence, something changed inside of James that he wouldn't realize until the next night. He went prowling round the local bars trying to find someone to bring home with him when he spotted a girl who looked similar to Lola. She had. “No regrets. Even after hearing your viewpoint.”She shook her head and gave me a scornful look. “Maybe you just haven’t had a European girl.”I weighed up my answer, knowing I was in a place where political correctness was going to be a difficult challenge. “I can’t imagine that would make all that much difference, but I’m happy sticking to my guns and live without knowing for sure.”Inga stood and considered my statement. I’d hoped that it left her nowhere to go, but she came back with the least. “You know, I'm pretty stiff myself from riding with my feet on the dashboard,” Tom complained.“I'm sure someone can take away that stiffness by the time we get to the campground. Why don't you ride with us?” Tina asked.Sonja said, “I'll go with you, Dan. We can learn a little about each other. Can you move the beer into the back seat so I have room to get comfortable?”While I made room for Sonja, the rest of the gang folded seats and moved stuff in the van. Tom glanced over at me and gave.