“Busy for Christmas day” I muttered, seeing the people lined up waiting for drinks. Then again, maybe that’s why it was busy…. Spotting Noell... I quickly detoured around a drunken man who tried to grab my wrist as I passed. Adeptly, I sidestepped his sloppy kisses and made my way to my friend. She eyed me gratefully and moved her coat so I could sit on the barstool she had saved for me. Happy to be out of the house I shined a megawatt smile at her boyfriend, who was bartending, as he slid me. ’ Oh my god.’ I groaned to the wall’s surface. She started to wash my hair scrubbing hard. Her fingernails bit into my skin and it felt so good. Then she rinsed it, sliding her fingers through my hair slowly while letting her face touch the skin on my back. She hugged me around the waist, as she did she slid her hand down the front of me softly holding onto my stiffness and then she laughed. Her voice was soft and almost childish as she said something else I didn’t understand, then she turned. Harold took a half step back his eyes briefly diverting to the tires of a nearby car before traveling up her body and back to her eyes. ‘No, I think heard me.’ His knuckles went tight around the bag’s strap to keep his hands from trembling. ‘I want to take you on a date.’ Velvet glided forward like a great serpent until her chest was pressed against more his shoulders than his chest. ‘Is that so?’ She wrapped one arm far too casually yet snuggly around his shoulders, the way you hold someone. As soon as he drove away, I asked my wife, "Is this really whatyou want? Do you want me to be your maid?" Mary was still beamingwith the joy from her delightful weekend and nodded yes. She toldme, "You were never much of a man anyway dear, and as Carla youwill be of much more value to me. You can quit that low-payingjob and keep the house nice." "But dear," I protested, "Do I haveto dress and act like a woman to do that?" She barked back at me,"That's Mistress to you Carla. Is that small detail.