‘Where you should be… IN HIS ROOM.’ I say. ‘You lyin’ I know his ass is up in here somewhere. He got up too look around my room. ‘That’... it I’m calling security.’ I say going over to my phone. ‘NO the fuck you not!’ Apparently he was not as d***k as I thought cause the next thing I know I’m pinned up against the wall hard from impact. Suddenly he seemed bigger then me…. He was up close and personal on me, his breath had a heavy alcohol stench. He spoke to me in a low tone voice and his speech. There was something that said you were interesting. Maybe it was the intelligence I saw in your eyes or the confident way you held your body. I’m not exactly sure, but thank you for agreeing to let me take you out to dinner, and thank you again for not holding my late cancellation last night against me. ‘Why did you ask me out in front of those other men? It was awkward.’ ‘I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel awkward.’ ‘I could have turned you down in front of them. It would have. After about 10 pages, Isaac stopped the machine, asking me "Is this thing going to run all day? Did you program an infinite loop or will it quit after a certain point?"Red-faced, I admitted that I had not programmed a limit. Furthermore, when I tore off the printout, I was dismayed to see that after a page of apparently random numbers, all subsequent output was of the form .00000000Dejected, I turned to Isaac and said, "It's still not right. There's something wrong; the output looked good for a. I'm a married man and until I'm not I won't cheat on my wife even though she has cheated on me. That's just the way I am." I know. That's just one of the reasons why I want you." That just doesn't compute Pauline. On the one hand you want me because I won't screw around on a wife who screwed around on me and on the other you say you will be a promiscuous slut." You didn't listen to me. I said I would do anything for my man. That was the key. My man. My man would be my life and I would do.