..to say the least we got pretty drunk. Throughout the night I felt like she was teasing me by semi-flirting with guys then coming back to talk with ...e. My filter was slipping and I wanted to bring up the thought to her of what if we ever did anything...but how do you do that?Time to go home. Good thing we walked, neither of us could drive. I walked her back to her place. She demanded I stay because she was so drunk...and alone. She put on a movie, we sat next to each other on the. I ran because I'd made the life I had with Lisa and Paul into the perfect domestic scene, at least in my head. And if I never again was settled down as a husband with a perfect wife and child and home, then it could never be taken away again, right?"But over the last few months, I've slowly come to realize that running away couldn't protect me — that my ship and my fun and my 'girls' — and most, most especially you, Moira, were as important to me as Lisa and Paul ever had been. As Joanne left,. "Then an abrupt CLICK.Disbelieving I continued my daily routine of mundane corporate paperpushing, berating the office staff, and the standard mid-levelmanagement behavior that characterized my position. At around 2:00 Ifelt the need to urinate, and once again the force that controlled myphysical being took control and forced me into the ladies room wherein Ientered the stall, unzipped and lowered my trousers, slid down mypanties and sat to urinate. Upon completion of this task I. See you later."After about an hour of silence, I remembered our Echo. At least I was able to get some music. About that time, I started regretting the two beers I'd had with supper. A little while later, I asked Alexia for a time check. Sarah had only been gone for ninety minutes. I was thirsty but remembering my situation, I limited myself to a tiny sip. That offered a little thirst relief, but not for long. About every half-hour, I needed another sip. All too soon, the water bottle was.