"His name was Peter and like Max, my husband, he was bisexual"I looked at Max as he nodded and smiled and said "Oh, so am I actually"They both laughed...and in Spanish chattered briefly, presumably happy that I'd confirmed their suspicions.Max said "I knew as much when I saw you looking at the large cock on the man near us. I saw it and wanted to suck it the moment I did"I laughed "I thought it was a Health and Safety hazard myself, someone could have tripped and had their eye out"Max looked at. The food & wine arrived and Tonya and I ate and started drinking, but Valerie, didn’t seem to want any of anything. Maybe it was the idea, that if she didn’t do anything, nothing would get started. I could tell that Tonya was up for anything, but she wanted her friend Valerie to be taken care of, like she was the poor sister that never got any attention. Well the wine was definitely loosening me up, if it wasn’t them. And I finally told them my fantasy. It was to eat two women out at once. I. "OK, whenever. Do you remember I told you that you didn't know me at all? Well, you don't. You don't even know my name. Susan Malone, that's not it, that's just the name they gave me, along with—" Who's 'they?'"She sighed. "The feds. The marshals, whoever. Larry, I'm in the witness protection program. My real name's Ariel Shaughnessy. Does that ring a bell?" No." It wouldn't, not with you, you never pay attention to the news. But look it up on your computer. No, don't, not now anyway," she. .” Dan 1.0 said.“You ‘sir’ me one more time, Dan Richards, and you’ll be standing at attention. Please ... we’re family at this table.” He leaned back.“Cognac?” I asked.“Why not?!?”I poured everybody a glass. All of us, with the exception of Jason, were former military and we knew the convention for a toast, either the ‘dining-in’ rules for formal Army functions, or slightly less formal, more a German thing. Glasses raised. Jason’s, too.“Colonel? A toast!”He raised his glass. “To the United.