A robed waiter, his head made to look like a huge, purple octopus with eight tentacles where his mouth should be, handed me a long-stemmed wine flute ...nd waved merrily.To my left, a drunk dwarf, a real one, tried to gain the attention of a medusa. I nearly dropped my glass. For half a second, I thought Tissana was standing there, the illusion was that good. Only close scrutiny showed some spots where her body paint had flaked off. I breathed again and looked the other way.To my right, two women. I loved it here, the warmth, the beach within reasonable driving distance, being out of my parents’ house, having employment that utilized my college degree! And oh, the sweet southern accents that made my knees weak. My knees were not weak because of the accents at the moment though, they were quaking in fear. My not-so-friendly neighbors had gotten into it. Screaming, swearing, breaking of glass or the like, I had even heard what I thought was a gunshot! So, call me a typical girl, I called. “It’s my present to her.”“Are you sure?” I asked.“Yes. She’s the mother of your child, well, your children. Enjoy yourself!”“Thanks. Though you know I’m not all that cheery these days.”“I know. But you and Elyse care deeply for each other, you have a son together, and she’s as worried about you as I am.”“OK.”I went to the sunroom where Elyse was playing with Matthew and Jesse.“Kara has a gift for you,” I said.“Oh?”“She thought you might like me to spend the night.”“Dada kiss Elyse?” Jesse. My tongue went into action and slowily I forced her mouth open. My tongue was probing her mouth and she was responding. Her tongue was now playing with mine and her hands reached out and pulled me on her. I kept kissing her. This position was not assisting a free play, so while kissing I slowily lifted her and made her sit on my lap with her legs astide. Her fractured plastured leg was rested on the bed. We were kissing passionately and she could feel my hardness on her buttocks as she sat.