"Oh shit! Not again," I moaned as the shimmering glow outside the exit doors grew and intensified."Why does this shit keep happening to me?" I grumble... under my breath. Despite the growing knot of terror in my gut, I burst out laughing at the self-centered absurdity of my complaint.The ‘me’ at the moment was the entirety of mankind.Again, nothing personal. Shit happens, carry on. My sun was doing what stars must do if they are to comply with the laws of physics. I understood well the. Mary was struggling just to manage her skirt up and down the stairs. I was boring as Count Dracula in tight black trousers, a long black Edwardian jacket, a massive cloak lined with red silk and a floppy hat. I had a pair of fangs but I had not bothered to put them in my mouth. I would have been more appropriate at Halloween. I had the costume and didn’t want to hire one. I was dubious about Mary staying the night in Julie’s flat. It was piled with boxes and several items of flat pack furniture. No longer caring about time or breakfast she gave of herself. ‘Take me why don’t you?’ She lay stretched out wriggling, with care I brought my hand gently between her thighs first touching caressing her knees, back then front, slowly I touched of the backs of her knees which brought great excitement for her whimpering was pathetic yet good to hear. She watched with growing excitement as I put my hand to her legs and stroked, then higher inside her skirt until she felt my touch upon her …. And he manned up;Christ, he manned up.And taught us all whatreal manning up is about.And now it’s up to me,and it’s time to man up.Jesus had his time to,now it’s mine to man up.I’m taking the reins,I’m crossing the bearAnd just like Jesus,I’m growing a pair!I’ve gotta stand up,can’t just clam up.It’s time to man up!{br}After hearing that all the way through, I may decide to cut it.We finished up the new numbers, cleaning them up as needed.That night, with two queens, were Tracy, Liz, and me in.