. I'm sorry. I know we shouldn't keep things from each other."He gave her a slight squeeze with the arm that encircled her shoulders. "Don't worry abo...t it, kiddo," he said reassuringly. "Some things we experience with others... well, we'd be compromising our relationships with those people, if you and I just told each other everything for no reason. Supporting each other isn't the same as... well, I don't know... gossiping, I guess." Yeah, I understand," she replied. "But this was something. I got up and turned and ran over to her and acted like we were old friends, asked her how George was, about her job and so forth. I even acted like I knew a couple of the other women. She then went with me to our own table and I bought her a drink. That is text book cutting from the herd. Now she thinks she knows me so she never asked for my name. Her name was Lori and she is here with her husband George who is attending some stupid sale conference and will not be in till late as they are. She was surprised, though not angry. She asked me will I able to bear that she will be in bed with someone other than me. I assured that I will and it is my desire, rather insistence.After we were finished, we started weighing options as to who could be her partner. I suggested that my friend had always fantasized about fucking her and he would be more than eager to join the fun. But she reminded me that this guy had gone out of town and would be back only after a week or so. She insisted that. Both pieces weretrimmed in matching lace. Over that, I wore men's cloths - a white shirtand black slacks. The shirt was made of fairly thin fabric. I knew itwas possible that my chemise might be visible through it.When I got to Nova's, I planted myself at the bar. On stage, two exoticwomen were singing. I think they were both trying to impersonate BarbaraStreisand. Both had long brown hair that brushed their shoulders. One waswearing a long, pink halter gown that accentuated her figure. .