He was a tall dark handsome man in a nice black pinstripe Hugo Boss suite. He sure did stand out in this crowd. He asked me to bring you, your favorit... drink and he asked me your name. I told him that everybody calls you Mami. I know how much you like our special Margaritas so I made you this one, and Kimberly hands Mami her margarita. Mami looks over at him discretely as she drinks her margarita. He has turned to look straight at her. His smile is so seductive. She notices he is not a regular. And you’ve even reconciled with Joyce.”“Because Doctor Alborg helped me realize what really happened.”“Oh?” I said.Jessica leaned forward in her chair with anticipation.“It wasn’t that I was disgusted with what I did. It was that I liked it and that scared me because of everything that my dad and Kent van der Meer had taught me. And that was what made me struggle with the whole ‘damned to hell’ idea. And that is what made me think that what Steve and I did was wrong, and I don’t mean just with. She raised her hands in disbelief always one to overact any situation."It's ruined. It's totally ruined!"The trucker was climbing from the cab and she marched angrily towards him. As she approached the sheepish looking man she gave a glance along the trucks side."Oh typical!" She thought." Just typical!"The truck billboard had a picture of an elegant curly haired blonde. She was semi naked, the woman's arms folded covering what Michaela knew were ample and perfect breasts. The woman's long legs. While, I admit the lesbian thing is not bad, it's not really for me. I want you inside me ... tonight!"Jerry pretty much said the same and Elaine said she was becoming tired of the lesbian adventure with Sally and also wanted Jerry -- again. All though both women now expressed their wishes to occasionally have sex each other since they had developed some close attachment during their games in trying to make us jealous and win us back with that crazy idea of telling us fictional lesbian.