" I didn't have the impression that you were uncomfortable or unhappy, being with me and living the way you were living." Uncomfortable? You mean, was...I just dying to go back to being my old slutty self the whole time? No, you're right about that. I was ... I felt happy with you and with being this new-Juniper person. But I think I knew the whole time it was just a fraud." I don't understand this at all." It's built in, Travis. The way I am is ... just me. You're never going to accept that.. And now it looked like he would grow old in his job as prop manager forthe State Theater.A chill set over him and he turned up the small space heater that was theonly barrier between him and the cold brick walls of the prop room. Andwhen he twisted the knob he turned the space heater towards a nearbyshelf where it began to heat up an old bottle until, "POP" the cork flewout of the bottle and nearly took off Bob's head. He dove to the floorand looked up to find a bedraggled genie staring at him. I let the crowd pull me in and dance the night away.At midnight the music stops and soft light fills the open space a large grumble of half protests fill the air as everyone blinks to get used to the brighter lights.A woman stands on a half risen stage against the back wall dressed as a grey dove,two people also in dove masks (maybe they mark employee’s? The bartender and scary guy had a fox mask though…..) move behind her presumably to set up a play scene as everyone else stares nervously at. She purposely pressed her crotch to his when they hugged and that was not lost on Kenny who looked at me somewhat oddly. I returned his look with an uncomfortable smile.

As happens with friends that haven't seen each other in a while, we ate, drank and stayed up late catching up. The whole while Donna was hanging on his every word. She was also teasing him mercilessly. Her tight fitting slacks left little to the imagination as they hugged her perfect ass and her protruding camel toe made it.