I'll txt u outside.” My heart jumped, dropped but, instead of the solid wet thud of its immovable mass hitting reality, it kept falling… and dissi...ated.I glanced at the photo of Helen on the table: I knew nothing would ever be the same again, I'd want more. I already wanted more.My mind whirred: it was just for sex - I was straight - I loved women - I loved her! It was dangerous, it had only took a couple minutes to arrange - what kind of a guy says yes to meeting me for sex without asking for. "So ... you three have a good time too?" I asked telling her in an instant that I certainly had, getting a look almost immediately that she heard distinctly what I'd just said in informing her what was already obvious."No ... not really. I wasn't really in the mood myself, though Michelle and Susan sure where. They went at one another like a pair of randy minks," she finished waiting for my reaction."That's too bad ... why not?" I then asked taking a sip of my juice."It's kind of fun, in a. The lights were already dim when I got inside but there was enough light for me to see that there weren’t but maybe three people in the theater. One was sitting about half way to the screen in the middle of the row and two were sitting down front on the left. As I was trying to decide what to do I heard the rustling of someone moving in their seat. It was so dark that I could just barely make him out, it was the strange man standing up to take off his coat. He’d picked the back row in the. "Ok, Ari. So, you're Tommy's date? You're very pretty. And you work together?" she said.Tommy listened silently, while still looking in the bathroom mirror. His father then came in to give some last minute advice."Look, Tommy, relax. Take a deep breath. I know you're nervous. It's only a dance. You probably won't remember this ten years from now anyway," he joked. Tommy chuckled and took a deep breath."And here we go..."He walked out of the bathroom to his mother's delight. Various pictures.