Bobbie took a slow step in his direction. Then, as though having settled whatever troubled her, walked to his chair and folded herself gracefully onto...the floor by his knees. Her willowy legs were tucked beneath her, the fire glowing along the silk of her hair. Her dress on the floor spread around her like half of a sun. She put a tentative hand on his knee, sparking another flare of arousal. He shifted slightly to hide it but, he realized with a small amount of embarrassment, her eyes were now. That feeling of closeness and being one is what it's all about. If you don't get that feeling, you're just fucking and it doesn't really matter who you're doing it with." That's exactly how I feel," she said, "You do understand." There were tears running down her eyes and I wondered about women sometimes."Mark, I've never made love with anyone except you," she said."Yeah, yeah," I said. "What about those pancakes?" As she started to get out of the bed, I grabbed her and ran my hand over her. I found myself having to drag myself away from Alicia and Sheldon to focus on other matters archival. I took the box home with me (having recorded the fact appropriately) and spent many happy hours reading and recording at home.I decided, one Friday evening, to go to the pub not far from my flat before going home for supper. It was the pub I’d met Sue in and I wondered if she might show up. I ordered a glass of white and took a chair at my usual corner table.“Cass?”I don’t think I actually. I have some questions foryou, too."After a half-hour, I still couldn't decide whether I liked Lois or not.Her questions and curiosity bordered on the nosy, even for Sappho women,but her ebullience and free laugh brought her back within my graces.She'd been in high school when I'd been on Sappho, and I was like an olddark legend come to life. Her questions themselves told volumes; a lotof nasty things had been spread about me after I'd gone. According tothe official record, I'd been permitted to.