Thursday week!” Greta replied, she could see the look on her friends face, knowing only to well that she was displeased.“That’s ages away?”“... thought you might think that, however he wants to meet you, just to make sure that you’re game!”“Game, Christ just let me get hold of him, I’ll show him if I’m game or not, when does he want to meet me then?” Susan smiled; things were looking up for her she deemed.“Tomorrow night!” Greta grinned.“Great, that’s just great. What’s his name?”“Omar!” Greta. " What about sex?" She said that ... She and Vince ... Look, Jan, it made me uncomfortable, O.K.? She needed someone to talk to, and by then I couldn't send her away. But ... I'd rather not talk about it. I wanted to talk to you about Alexa." O.K. I wanna come back to Lizzie. But what about Alexa?" Jan, it's just that, hearing Lizzie talk the way she did, about guys, I couldn't help wondering if, you know ... If Alexa is ... If Alexa is..." Doing it?" Jan offered."Uh, yeah," Nate replied. "I. I thought back with delight at how well Andy Bellefleur performed in spite of himself with my vampire ladies, even as Justen, Damon, and I had our way with Portia for that steamy swap.“Awesome, I have to say. Well, if you leave out what happened to Rene, of course. Hard to believe that my best friend, well, one of them, turned out to be a serial killer targeting fangbangers with hate crimes, you know. That aside, I have enjoyed sleeping with Amy and Emely, of course. They’re very sweet. And I’m. Your hair framing your face and the flickering candles you’d lit casting shadows across the room… As if knowing what was happening in our room, the radio began playing classical music – the philistine in me couldn’t work out what was being played, only that it heightened the moment…you stepped towards me, leaning forward and kissing my lips, I felt like I was on fire…you sat on my lap, wrapping your arms around me, underneath my shirt, which was unbuttoned but still on…you wiggled a bit, I.