”“Yes, ma’am! I didn’t mean to get personal.”They rode in silence for a moment. Alice was upset with herself for being so short with the dri...er. He meant well. Just as she was about to apologize, her iPhone chimed for a Facetime call. It was Kevin. She accepted the call.“Alice, where are you? You shouldn’t be wandering around this city alone. I’ll come to get you.”Alice was never sure what caused her to do what she did next. Perhaps it was the frustration at her husband’s betrayal. She tried so. "As they ate, each one told how he had come to know the two women. Saul's tale of near disaster with Anne broke the group up with laughter, and Will re-created his museum tour with relish, telling how he had used every opportunity to appreciate their lovely bodies — up to and including having them pose for him.Tom said, "Saul, you used to swim in High School, I know. I used to write sports coverage for my school paper, and I did a couple of round-ups on the regional swimming scene. Saw you swim. Frankly, the dress puzzled me. There were no bra straps that I could find and I didn't think she would want me to wrinkle her dress by feeling her breasts. Her parents came home a few minutes after ten P.M."Call me as soon as you get there," she said, amending the order with, "Please?"I agreed to call her and walked her to the door."How many weeks is it until your next break? I can't wait to see you again," she said at the door."Four, I believe." Call me," she reminded me before disappearing. The week went by in a strange mix of haste and drawn out lethargy. I managed to lose myself in work, instead of being distracted by my relationship issues. That meant that I left each day feeling pretty happy about life. Then the evenings would drag. No calls from Sharon. No contact with Sherri or Lisa. Just me in the quiet apartment, trying to fill the time.I couldn't stop thinking about the women entirely, of course. On Thursday I decided to write Tina, but when I read my letter Friday, I.