Still, it pays to advertise, they say.” “I hope you do too?” “What?” “Like femmes.” “I do, a lot. Do you like butch women?” “Some,...yes.” “Why don’t you come and see my apartment?” “I’d love to.” Looking across the table at Ulrike, she said, “Tough luck, Ricky, seems I outbid you.” Ulrike smiled and said, “My bad. Enjoy.” As we left a car pulled up for us. Crossing the pavement, Becca slipped her hand back into the top of my dress. A flashlight briefly lit the scene but we got in the car and. I reached down and picked up a room key. Smiling I slip it into my pocket and went to my room. I went to my room and freshened up. At around 11 O'clock I called the room and Mary answered the phone. I told her I was headed to the her room. She said give her 10 minutes and come on in. I waited and after 10 minutes I headed to the room and quietly let myself in. The room was dimly lit with candles and Mary met me at the door wearing black fish net hoses attacked to a black garter, black lace. And who uses regular mail anymore? It's all electronic or courier service. It just says 'Pam Maguire and Kim McCall'." Strange. We haven't been "McCall' and 'Maguire' in seventy years." I know. And no address either, just our names. What do you suppose it is?" Well open it and see," advised Pam.Kim shrugged and unfolded the metal clasp. "It's not even sealed," she commented. Once opened, she tipped the other end up. Both women gasped in surprise as Kim held up a small, decorated circle with. I know nothing about art, well maybe a little, but not in her league. The times we have been together, we don’t talk business and we don’t talk about Laura. I really don’t want to think about Laura tonight; tonight my wife is with Greg. I am alone at Gilly’s. Not quite alone, there are others having a beer and watching the game. Dan looked around the room. He saw a couple of groups of guys, also two groups of young women. There were a few couples as well. There was Dan sitting alone in a.