She tried increasing her efforts in bed but this had only temporary results. She tried sexual games and role playing to no avail. Presents she brought...him seemed to be genuinely appreciated, but changed little. She sensed she was slowly losing him and was at her wits end as to what to do.And now tonight she had come to his bed where he had engaged in an unusual amount of foreplay, working her to a fever pitch, then playfully pulling away, followed by more kissing, touching and feeling, her body. ?Hey, lookie there, Stef!? the behemoth roared. ?That?s the owner of thePittsburgh Steelers sittin? at that table over?there! No, there, by th? winda !? ?Brice?s prissy face blanched as he approachedGiles?s table. ?Mr. Ludd, here are your guests.? The large man clapped Brice onthe shoulder and offered him a dollar. ?Thanks, pal.? Brice gaspedand scurried away.?Mr and Mrs.LaTieri?? Giles said politely. ?I?m Giles Ludd. Please sit down.? The blondesmiled. ?Oh Mr. Ludd, call me Steffi?and this is. Ordering a beer, I looked around and saw there was just a couple of people in the tavern. One older couple sitting at a table, and a middle age gentleman sitting at a table in the corner drinking his beer. I was drinking my second beer when a young guy walked in and took a seat next to me at the bar. He was cold and looked like he had been crying. I offered to buy him a drink, he looked at me and said, thank you, I will just have what you are drinking. After drinking his beer, I ordered him. She gave me a warm hug in front of the couple ofpeople still around."WOW, is that really you Mark?" Jesse asked."Yes it's me," I replied in my feminine voice. "But I prefer Melissanow." Melissa, huh. It fits you. I think you are really brave doing this.Don't feel bad by all these idiots." She said in a voice loud enough forthem to hear. "They are just upset that you look better than they do." We both laughed."Thank you," was all I could say and we hugged again as I startedcrying."I'm not.