When my husband returned, I was not sure what would happen. By now I would rather be with the hotel manager than with him. But it was not up to me to ...ay so I took off my sari and opened my legs in invitation. His efforts after three months away were not very satisfying and I cried after he went to sleep.Two days later he said that we needed to talk. He had found out from the neighbors that I was rarely at the apartment while he was gone and he wondered where I had been. I decided to be honest. They wanted "well-rounded" applicants, he was determined to get in, and that meant adding something sporty to his resume. After a brief but painful process of elimination (note to self: avoid 300-pound linebackers in future), he ultimately found himself in a "support" role on the women's gymnastics team.It started as just that---a quick resume-builder and nothing more. But over the course of that first year he actually came to appreciate his adopted hobby. For one thing, as a spotter he was. See what she says.”“Put the decision on her?”“No, it’s on you. You can tell Angie ‘no’. You’re basically letting Tasha know that you can’t accept her terms.”“I think that makes the most sense.”“And has the most potential to keep your options open. But promise me one thing, Mike.”“What?”“Whoever you end up with understands our relationship.”“I promise. Angie obviously knows, and I’ve talked to Tasha. We’ll see what happens with Maggie.”“When will she be there?”“For lunch. I have time to call. He said "no, it's all covered...", with a look of satisfaction. He continued, "OK, she's not home yet ... so let's figure you and I hit the road first thing in the morning ... we'll get your Mom to take us to the barbershop ... I'm sure she'll have some Saturday morning errands to do, so we'll just take the bus downtown, walk a block to the car lot, and drive ' THAT BABY ' home" ... we both laughed, and I took note of his effort to be "hip" and talk like my age group ... After dinner, I told.