I wish I could say I told her to take me out and show me the town. That I took her to lunch, or shopping, or we went and walked the streets hand in ha...d. That we talked and laughed and shared a fine, sunny Florida afternoon together, breathing in the cool salt air and watching gulls swoop and circle as we talked about our childhoods and sweet nothings and what we wanted out of life while people walked past and commented what an odd but happy couple we made. Instead, I led her down the hall to. "My parents liked Waylon Jennings, the country singer" said I. She said "I like it" and giggled, the ice was broke. We chatted and had a few more drinks, even a wee dance, then out the blue Jackie asked me to take her back to her flat, I readily agreed, failed to find Mark and we slipped out into a dark Glasgow night.Jackie was a local girl and lived about a 10min walk from the pub, we made small talk on the walk back, soon enough we where in the lift to her flat. Once inside, Jackie said "Pour. "Yeah. He," pointing at Jack, "Is my roommate." And is one of these others your ... boyfriend?" What? No, no, no, NO! I'm a lesbian, through and through. Can't get enough pussy, yep. I mean, I would never, uh..." You stop when you realize you're babbling. Then the stripper begins to giggle, and so do you. Soon you both are laughing, not really knowing why. When you both calm down a little, the stripper looks at the man of honor."Can't strip for him, now can I?" She gives him a little slap on. And there, to her left, they were! 5 or 6 guys from her new work and they had been there all the time! The spotlight had made them impossible for her to see, but definitively NOT the other way around. Only good thing, they were not from her department, but she had definitively seen them at lunch several times! She felt dizzy and dropped down on all four on the dirty stage-floor. This was not good news, not to her. Her colleagues didn´t seem to agree. They were all having a blast and they would.