Not only that but it was Opry night too. Every Saturday night, I watched the Grand Ole Opry on TV. That was the one thing I missed about Nashville. Di...ne and Rachel enjoyed the music too.When I picked Diane up from work, she was as happy as I had ever seen her. When she got in the car, she immediately kissed me much like we did that morning. She said, "I told everyone at work about us." What did they say?" I asked.She laughed, "They said, it was about time."I smiled and asked, "What did they. "Clara directed Ron to a VIP seat near the front of the stage, where he sat down with 5 other husbands and boyfriends.I went to the back and met the five other "contestants." Clara was right, they were all beautiful girls. This contest was going to be tough.After greeting everyone, I changed into my "outfit." It consisted of a black g-string, a slinky top, and a see-through shawl that covered my body.Another bouncer, Vince, directed me to sit down on a sofa, next to the other girls. He was. "Coherent? Huh... I think that's the closest thing to a compliment that I've ever gotten from you."Oops, I misspoke. What I meant to say was: Go fuck yourself."That's better."So, what are we doing here?"More Master PC stuff, only with shorter segments, along with the ability to branch off in a different direction on the very probable chance of us getting bored and cutting our losses at a specific part in one of these stories in order to take another route."I've said it once, and I'll say it. We move into the sunken lounge and flop down on the big wide luxuriously soft leather couch we had recently invested in and discussed our days, the ups and downs and the mundane. It was the most we had talked all week and was a great way to reconnect and chill out at the same time. Almost instantly I had forgotten the work week and relaxed into the start of what promised so far to be a great weekend. “Why don’t you head into the bathroom and have a nice hot shower. A nice, long, hot shower.” I.