Ginny and I watched reels and jigs and square dances of various kinds, but most of our dancing was done under the slow romantic strains of the classic...l strings. Her Mom's lessons paid off, and we were able to avoid embarrassing ourselves. The highlight of our dancing came towards the end of the evening, when the fiddle player joined the string quartet and they played a song called "The Lover's Waltz". The fiddler and the violinist alternated the passages, and it was haunting and beautiful both. I had to beg him, and Ihad to beg Kelly to plead my case.But in the days I lost my privileges, Kelly filled in just fine.**The night of the midnight swim.It was in those early days, when my hair was growing out, that I woreblonde wig. In the right light, from the right distance, it meant Icould pass well enough.Certainly for late-night at the pool.Officially, you were supposed to vacate the common pool by 10 p.m. butno one really paid much attention as long as you were quiet. Kelly and Iwould. ’ ‘Here,’ he said, as he folded the napkin around the sandwich. ‘You can take it with you.’ ‘No!’ Tom looked startled at my abruptness. ‘Fair enough. You’ll get a taxi?’ ‘Of course. Bye.’ He gave me a lengthy appraisal before he strode away. I ordered another double and sat back to reminisce. Diane’s face was beautiful. Long strawberry blonde hair flowed haphazard in the grass, lips parted by the pinkness of her tongue, eye’s closed against the world, as she lay in some secret place of her own.. I wanted someone in between.It was a Wednesday night and I was working in the Comics Shop I my older sister co-owns (one stereotype that does apply – I dig Manga and Anime) when a voice from behind me says “Wow, you’re really …” I almost lose it and spin around and see …… one of the most gorgeous guys I’ve ever seen. He was holding a pile of the latest Marvels and DCs, plus a few graphic novels. Dressed neatly in a blue blazer and dress slacks, he wasn’t typical of the customers we usually.