" Bad?" He just didn't know what he's doing, she said." Ah." Then I connected the earlier comment. "Ah! And someone told you I do?" A reliable source.... Who is?" No." She giggled. "I ain't telling."I let it go. I didn't really care; Missy was the only girl I wanted anymore. "Alright." I kissed her chin. "Now, you mean this, right? You sure?" I thought you wanna be first." I wanna be first, second, tenth, hundredth and last. But first mean more to you than to me." I just don't want it to hurt.". "The parade is over, but the night is young. I'mnot done dancing, are you?" N-no!" you pant. "I want more!" Kala smiles at your response, and sheleads you down the street to a hotel. Inside you the lobby, other paradeparticipants mingle while more music thumps from inside one of theballrooms. Kala makes a beeline for the room leading you past the doorsand into a posh party. You both head over to the bar and you see Kala'sold friend pouring drinks for the party goers. You both hug him. In that regard, this wasn’t quite my lucky day. We finished our meals and sat around with tea, Cokes, and lemonade. Larry’s dad asked Larry for a drink. Larry responded that there was nothing alcoholic available. Larry said, “Many here are underage or are, in the minds of our hosts, not able to control their consumption of alcohol. Dad, that is and will be the policy at this house.”I was trying to listen covertly. His father wasn’t happy but, short of leaving to get booze, there was nothing he. I have not dated much since arriving in New York City. To be truthful, my world has centered on mywork and little else since my divorce.I did not see things unfolding as they did; if I had, I would have taken steps to prevent it. But likemany situations, one indiscretion can lead to more and more, and the slope can be very slippery.I am not proud of what I have done, but I ask the reader to consider each step in the context of theprevious errors of judgment I made, and realize that relatively.