You and Michael groan a bit, but you're both too weak to protest ... David leaves quietly as you and Michael snuggle and fall asleep ... the scent of ...ex heavy in the air.When you wake, you can still smell the come in the air. Heady stuff. Michael is sleeping like a baby with his arm across your chest. He always looks like a little boy when he sleeps. You hope he isn't embarrased because he had sex with another man. It was a major turn-on to watch. You bring his hand to your mouth to kiss it.. The pictures of Her staring at me from printed photosscattered on my bed caught my eye over and over, fueling the geyser of pressurewithin my libido. It was time to go. I stepped from the hotel, pacing directly towards a waiting taxi. Sounds pingedand roared in my ears; smells intoxicated my nose; colors flashed that rarebrilliance you don't usually see; my senses were alive with anticipation. Iwas alive. I entered the taxi and quickly gave the driver the address in avoice much too loud than. She screams sex but sophistication, not tramp (at least she thinks so). Darcy orders a gin and tonic with two limes and sits back on the comfy bar stool. At first she thinks that maybe she’s picked a boring place. Only two other patrons occupy the bar and they are a couple, but she doesn’t want to leave now, she only has a limited amount of time. She sips her drink and watches the TV set that hangs from the ceiling. Patrons come and go and no one catches her eye. She contemplates leaving until. No man will have her because she is damaged goods. You know that is the way things are, I know it, and Joan knows it. It galls me something terrible that Asa Fletcher ruined an innocent girl’s life and went away laughing about it. I want you to fix that problem.”“John, I will get to work on finding Asa Fletcher as soon as I get back to Cheyenne. Somebody around there must know where to find him. I ain’t the world’s best detective, but a little money in the right place will tell a person.