Dirk grabbed his own sport coat, hailed the waitress and whispered, “I'll get the tab later.” The waitress wasn't worried. She knew he was good fo... it. He made for the door.As the waitress bent to pick up the half-full glasses, she thought, Not the first time he's left in a hurry with some female. Something special about this one though. Never been in such a rush he didn't finish his drink. Kara led Dirk to the parking lot. She said in a tone that invited no debate, “We'll take my car. I know. Even if I was happy to try this wholewoman thing out, that didn't mean I was going to go skipping aroundthe room like some kind of flake."Right! I can't wait to find out what the challenges are. I heardthey're all some kind of sexy stuff. Isn't that exciting?" She wasnearly bouncing in front of me. I don't know why she singled me outfor attention, but I couldn't have been more relieved when Prescottshouted out from the center of the room."Good evening everyone! This marks our 124th year of. Martin makes me feel like an old lady." She held my hand in hers, and I felt a fingernail lightly stroking my palm. I had no idea how stimulating that one small gesture could be. It tickled, but in a very good way. I wasn't sure if it had been an accident, or if she had meant to do it, but when I glanced at her face I knew it had been intentional.I had never had a woman, or girl for that matter, look at me with so much interest. Today, I would say she was looking at me with bedroom eyes, but at. For one thing, Mickey is a fine looking woman working in a department with about twenty guys. There were two other women in the group, but one was a grandmotherly type and the other was a married woman who was a religious fanatic. The result was that Mickey got all the male attention. She was constantly asked out on dates and occasionally she would let someone take her to lunch just to tweak my nose. Every so often I would have to go out of town for a day or two and Mickey would always make.