I suppose, if I had some, I could have put something in your drink, but for four things. First, I don't have anything. Second, I don't like fucking un...onscious girls. Third, I knew it wouldn't be necessary. And fourth, I want you to remember every last second of it." What makes you think that I would agree to that?" she asked, trying hard, but failing, to put a sense of indignation in her voice.Seth stepped up to her and put his arm on either side of her, effectively pinning her against the. “What are you doing here, Roger?”“I am your escort and dinner partner tonight. I thought it polite that I be in the limo with you when you made your appearance.”I shrugged. “Thank you, Roger.” It was unnecessary though it is nice of you.”We rode to the Anderson’s in silence. Once there, the driver came around to hold the door. I got out first because I was closer. I could feel Roger’s stare and I felt his disapproval. I didn’t worry about it. Roger was still a work in progress as far as I was. For once I left here I was not allowed to pee again until I got home from work. I just stood there leaning against the dirty wall letting the delicious water wash over me wondering why I had done this. But I did know. I couldn’t help it. I turned off the water and gently dried my self with the only clean towel left. I knew from experience that I would hurt for weeks to come. Exiting the shower I looked at the time. Oh my god! It’s 6AM. I have to be at work at eight. Hurriedly I look. Outside, I half ran to my car. As I drove home I thought, what am I running from? Jake was in that gay bar too, just as I was.The next morning, as luck would have it, I ran into Jake at the coffee maker. We exchanged good mornings. He gave no indication that he had seen me the night before.Later that day Jake stuck his head in my office. "Hey, newbie, you a Pats fan?" Sure, isn't everyone?" No, not in Miami. Listen, you're invited to a game party at my place Sunday. Come and watch the Fins kick.