Where did all the women go? Were they hiding somewhere, not necessarily under a rock but in the arms of other men? He heard his feet rubbing in the te...der snow, and as the brain rotated in circular thought, he figured he needed help, because he knew not where he was.He had been awake for two straight days occupied in thought, as though each second carried a profound weight. The women, like strangers, had left him. The cars had gone to sleep along the side of the street. The wind died and the. Someone who liked orgies.She looked good!Matt, however, arrived wearing snickers, jeans, t-shirt and parka.He looked at her, and he couldn't believe her! What the fuck she had in mind? She was stunning!He quickly removed the parka.She kissed him quickly on the lips, and told him to sit down. She opened a bottle of wine, served two glasses, and started:"So... Matt... I..."He said quickly:"Sorry for yesterday!" It's fine. I... I needed some time to think about what I'm going to say."That's it. He. . ‘Stop it!’ He chided himself. ‘You’re not making things any easier by fantasizing about her!’ Still, he watched Elaina as she lay down face-up on the stone coping before the fireplace to dry off and enjoy the heat of the flames. Being spring, the nights were still quite cool, and a warm fire was a most welcome thing in the evenings.Elaina’s eyes were closed and her breathing even, almost as if she was asleep. Aran liked the way her skin looked in the firelight, with droplets of water. Do youthink that we could turn the tables slightly and ask Mr. Benson and hisand a couple of their guests to join us?"Natalie's heart began to pound at the news that she would see her highschool lover again-------------------Bert called the number on the Chicago Bears business card and ofcourse, talked with a receptionist. She asked for the five digitnumber following the telephone number. She asked for a personal phonenumber that Bert could be reached at. Fifteen minutes later, MikeBenson.