“I’d love it if you could. But don’t worry if you can’t make it, I wouldn’t want to put you out.”“Well I haven’t got anything on, Mark...will be at work so unless mum wants me for anything I’ll be here. Okay.”“Okay thanks Wishes.” I said happy with the thought that I would see her again.“I like the way you say that.” she said with an impish grin.“Say what?” I was confused and felt my face redden.“My name, nobody can ever say it and keep a straight face. Most people just call me Chez.”“Chez?” I. “Absolutely,” she said.I lay for a few minutes reflecting on the enthusiasm in my wife’s voice. Sometime in the evening, the scene had shifted from my wife accepting Roy as a lover to offer me an exciting show to two men doing everything they could to pleasure her. Was that what Roy had been talking about? In the morning, I was the first one to get up to go pee. When I came out of the bathroom, Laura was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting. I left the space in the middle for her. Roy. " She laughed. "Bill! Stop looking at me like that! It's just some new clothes, new haircut. You know, that kind of thing. We can go to the mall this weekend." "Okay, but just you and me. Not the other girls," I warned. "I don't want to make this into a big deal." "It won't be," Mel promise. "It'll be great." * That Saturday, Mel and I went to the mall. She practically dragged me from one end to the other, and finally into a place called The Shaviary, which was some kind of men's beauty. A group of four women, arm in arm, talking animatedly were heading towards him, taking up most of the pavement. He had to step into the road to let them pass. There was a blast from the horn of the black and white as it swerved around him. The girls turned to look as if it had all been his fault.The walk back was dogged by one instance after another of those things that demonstrated the things that had changed since New Order came to power. There were the "No Males" signs on the subway that.