He zipped up, made sure he still appeared tidy (no Monica Lewinsky moments with cum on his pants, thank you very much) - and finished my massage. Whe... I asked if this was a service he normally provides, he started stammering and got really embarrassed. He said he had never done anything like that before & that he didn't know what had come over him. I am 99% positive he was telling the truth. If the embarrassment was an act, he's in the wrong line of work. Plus, if it was something he did. Anyway you love pub quizzes."It was true. That's how we got to know each other, through the StudentUnion's weekly quiz. I'd seen her in my Media Studies lectures, buthadn't built up the confidence to go and talk to her. Then one randomThursday evening, we'd ended up sitting next to each other after bothof our teammates failed to turn up. I'd impressed her with my knowledgeof European capitals and 1980s cartoons. She wowed me with herknowledge of Dutch Renaissance art.I grumbled under my breath. He stared at her body, and her matted wet hair on top and below, and remarked, “You look lovely, Prudence. Thank you for the view.”He rushed off now, embarrassed. Prudence smiled to herself. He actually meant it, she told herself. He finds me lovely!She towelled herself dry, then shuffled back to the bedroom, to put on the borrowed underwear Frances had laid out for her. She was grateful for that kindness even if it was a bit loose on her. On top she donned yesterday’s clothes, as that was all. Here, let'stry this: Sometimes a guy will wander in to catch the game. Have a drinkor two. It takes a while, sometimes, before things dawn on him. I run thecredit card, he wanders off. That can happen -- so I say. So I always say.Enjoy the drinks: the booth back there is free."I wanted out, but she wanted to stay a bit, and led the way back to thehalf-moon-shaped booth. She slid in first, I followed. The vinyl seat waslow, I tugged my skirt. A crew cut kid -- not quite a kid, now that I gota.