We'd talked about it for a long time, lying in bed, touching each other, spinning a tale in our shared imagination, his fingers slipping in and out of...me as he described how it would feel to empty himself into another woman, me imagining watching it... It got to the point where I knew I had to find out if doing it for real turned me on as much as imagining it. We went to a dance club; not a bar-with-a-dance-floor but a converted warehouse in a slightly dodgy end of town with a cheap cover. "And I suppose you want to go?" "Well, there's going to be dancing at Arnold's, kind of a record hop!" "Really," she teased, "do you have a girl you want to invite?" "Please don't do that!" She turned sideways still stirring her pot. "I told you you can go with other girls, honey!" His face fell and she patted his cheek. "All right fine, that's for another time! Do I know any of these kids?" "Well, lots of them I think. Billy from the old neighborhood, Lisa,Frank, I know you. ... Nothing is ever lost... only changed*****Four times, ladies and gentlemen. ?FOUR.As in, three strikes, plus one because I'm too goddamn nice.?*****Patrick may very well have been the star-crossed love of my life. When we met it was pure lightning bolt ⚡, all the way. Our connection has always been intense and emotional. Even during our down times, we talked. Over the past two years, he has been my mainstay; the one person in the world to whom I could tell absolutely anything. I loved him. I. Ann is trying to show you how grown up she is by being nice to Susan." Well, that part is working," Jacob answered. "I'm pleased as hell about how she's been acting." You should make sure you tell her that," Marnie prompted. "I saw what you did when you gave Susan her horse. I saw that you made sure Ann knew you weren't playing favorites and that there was a reason behind what you were doing."Jacob shrugged."Or maybe you just wanted a couple of kisses," Marnie teased. "I can never tell with.