Both guys turned and then faced Maria for their critique."Let me see, Dirk, you're the most important part of this thing so I'mgoing to have to spend ...ore time with you. You're tall enough to be amodel but God you're very skinny, don't you ever eat?" Maria asked withconcern in her voice."Are you kidding Maria, when Dirk and I go to an all you can eat buffetthey kick us out because Dirk eats so much, it's disgusting," Mattanswered, as he screwed up his face into a disgusted look."I don't eat. She was right; she had let me know I had options. And I had taken the wrong one when it counted.“What’s wrong?” she said, concerned when she saw my reaction. “Nothing” I shrugged it off, even offering a small laugh. “Well, I can’t lie” she continued with a slight blush. “I’m glad you’re available.”“We did have a lot of fun this year” I laughed awkwardly, feeling my face get a little hot, too. “I’ve wanted to be with you for a while.”She grabbed my hand and looked at me, somewhat expectantly.. “You know, the sound of runningwater makes me have to pee. If only I had something I could pee on. Oh,wait! I have a slut for a wife and I need to claim her! But she hasn’tfigured out her place yet. What shall I ever do?” Sarcasm seething fromhis every word. “Tell me that you’re a Slut.” “I’m a Slut.” A swift slap sends her rocking back almost losing her balance. “No!You will address me as Husband and tell me WHY you are. Only then did we realize we had an audience of a couple of the wait staff who had come in to check on the conditions of the locker room. ‘Excuse us,’ I said rather sarcastically but yet politely as I grabbed Kittle Red’s hoody and covered her up. The two staffers turned to leave as Red began to giggle. ‘I like it when people watch me.’ ‘You sound like my wife’, I stated as I rolled my eyes. ‘Is that your wife?’ she asked incredibly. ‘Yes, why do you ask?’ ‘No one brings their wife to these.