They will be coming after me and making it clear that they are absolutely ready to go. And many of them are not looking for one-night or even one-week...stands. That is fine with me because there is still some need for romance in my jaded soul.I met one such woman in June 1992 after a long dry spell. It was at a highly unlikely place for romance to bloom: an auto-driving school. My role in that organization, The Supreme Driving School, was as one of the instructors. I don’t know why this lady. *******At that point I didn't know if I did the right thing. I wasn't worried about her telling mother, but this could be enough to make her trouble. Oh well, I took my chance, I thought. I turned over, and went to sleep. I woke up about an hour later still tense about what had happened earlier. Still, I couldn't stop thinking about Sangita didi's beautiful body, and how I wanted to touch her. I started playing with myself again, when the phone next to my bed rang."Hello?" I. “Then by the power vested in me by the State of Nevada, I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may now kiss each other,” Oscar made both ladies glad that they got married in Las Vegas after all ... and that Oscar was an ordained minister in his spare time.That kiss ... wow, that kiss was explosive, too. Despite the handcuffs on her wrists, Michelle gave that kiss every bit of tongue and passion that she could, though Carly met her halfway with equal ardor. It was definitely the kiss of two. "Well, yeah." Clearly, it embarrassed the woman."And management tolerates it."The woman nodded."Yet you work here..." I..." Bring us our drinks, Honey." I waved her off.Frieda, now sitting on the bench to my left, muttered, "You were rough on her." When did you see them pass around that girl?" I asked."It's been months." How many times do you figure it's happened?" Several," Frieda admitted."And she's still working here," I accused. "She's a cocktail waitress -- she can find work elsewhere. She.