.. old boy... How are you planning to get back to your place tonight... I mean you can't drive in that condition. I know how drunk I am... and you've ...een keeping up with me glass for... Jack waved his glass amiably in front of him... smiling broadly at his friend."Never mind..." John interrupted. "I've got the girls with me... remember? They'll get me home somehow... don't worry! What would we do without the girls, eh Jack?"Jack looked over at his wife who was supervising the bartender and. But the most interesting moment came at the end. Denise said, probably joking, "Maybe I won't always be at class. Part of my payment may be remaining here and watching." Denise was smirking at Rachel and Alex. Rachel blushed, but said, "Okay. That could be exciting."Denise was taken aback, but not for long. Her smirk turned from a dare to anticipation. Alex thought he had entered the twilight zone. He could believe that Denise had some voyeur tendencies. But Rachel being an exhibitionist? His. “ Bobby looked somehow guilty. He quickly put a tattered notebook in front of his bulging crotch. “I’m usually home this time of day.“ I smiled at him. He knew that.Bobby seemed lost for a split second but then confidently said, “I just came home to change my clothes. But I’m going over to Jason‘s house. He got a new video game. And I really want to play it.“My stepson usually didn’t offer me that much detail in what his day held in store. “Okay,“ I nodded.“Okay. I’m gonna go change my clothes. I don't mean just any "utopia" with a little "u"; I mean the real Utopia, the one Sir Thomas More wrote about centuries ago. It's a whole lot different here now than it was then, though--come with me and see!Down here, hidden away somewhere between Tahiti and Antarctica, there's not the intolerance you see in so many parts of the world today. Boys here aren't hated if they want to be like girls, and to "play girlfriend" for boys and men. There's not the age segregation and discrimination here.