My hair was at least two inches longer than it should be, and totally unkempt. I had so many wrinkles I had not seen before. I would have to get on a ...cale, but I looked to be at least fifteen pounds under weight. My face looked gaunt. There really was no other word for it. I certainly could not see any reason for Kelly to have any interest in me.How did I feel about Kelly? I knew, but I couldn't describe it.How did I feel about the possibility of a baby? Terror. And happiness. Mans only. In thirty years of marriage, she’d not kissed another man romantically. In high school, she kissed a boy she hated, selling the kiss, when she was cast in the role of Juliet. There, with her face in his hands, alone in a hotel room in the Franklin Plaza, she had all the evidence, though empirical, that Sharon was looking for. Her knees grew weak and her lower lip trembled, her hands coming to his stomach to push him away. Again, she reached deep for the word no, again fruitlessly. I want to be. I didn't suspect that was her drink, but maybe she was trying to impress Mr. Not Quite Here. ***Max brought down another double of Patron. This made four. Only two beers though. Still I should probably start thinking about calling it a night. I downed my shot and put the last lime quarter in my mouth. As I glanced up I noticed Red almost burning a hole in her watch. She half glanced at the unmoving door then stared back at her chardonnay that she'd only taken maybe three sips of. It'd been at. I gave her 2000, and she said, “Let’s start.” But my hunger was big.I gave her 500 more and, touching her fleshy arms said, “I like you, so I want to do it without a condom. You can take some pills later.” First, she refused but later, seeing the income coming in, she agreed. But more was to come from me.I gave her 500 more and said, “Not one hour, I want two hours.” She hesitated but took all the money, kept it in her purse, and kept the purse aside. And now the game was about to begin.I.