I need a man. Scanning the room again I see him. He is wearing a cobalt blue button down which nicely accentuates the blue of his eye and a pair of ti...ht blue jeans that hug his body beautifully. Turning from him I talk to the bartender to find out what the gentleman is drinking and have an Irish whiskey sent his way. Turning back again I find that he has disappeared and I am feeling disappointed that he wasn’t the one. I turn back to the bartender and ask for a glass of white wine but. My feet restrained, I found myself bending at theknees, losing balance, and teetering back, only to be caught up by the wristrestraints with my head less than a meter off the ground. I had not rememberedthat the rope mounts on the ceiling are actually on sliding tracks, allowingmy wrists to draw back with me, but I am reminded of this as I stare at theceiling in this strange position, held aloft in a pose like a limbo dancer. I could not stand back up, because I had no balance, and could not. .. I ...will?" I said seconding guessing myself, feeling like I wasbullied in a way. But also trying to not make a big scene in a place likethis."Awesome", Michael said, letting go of my hands and placing his right oneon my face and he quickly caressed my cheek as he dove in to kiss mepassionately on the lips.Caught off guard again, I could hear the "Hahaha" again coming from Neiland the 'Ohs and Uhs' from the rest of the peanut gallery.After Michael stopped, my Mom looked at me and said,. I had a good teacher.”“Your mother perhaps?”She hesitates and gives me a sad look for an instant.“Yes, my mother taught me to embroider but in the skills of the loom, it was the woman who mostly brought me up, my nurse.”I step closer to her, she does not react. I can feel her emotion but it is mellow and calm.“Tell me about your mother and your family,” I ask gently.“There is not a great deal to tell. I was the youngest of eight children; five brothers and two sisters. They were all slaughtered.