But for a place for a guy to get a quick grope without getting your face slapped there was probably no better place, within seconds of entering Anne w...s whisked off into the crush on the dance floor by a guy that looked like he belonged on a Rugby field, ten minutes later she was back at our table a little flushed and her dress zipped a little lower than when we came in.After having a mouthful of her cocktail she was approached by a guy I had seen before somewhere, once again she was swallowed. .I'm really a guy," I stammered."Well you look like a bitch to me," he said. Somehow it didn't sound likean insult, more like a statement of fact. And really, he was right. Here Iam, dressed like a slut and taking free drinks from this guy. I didn't knowwhat to say, so I smiled and looked into his eyes nervously.He spoke again: "Why don't you come back to my place? I've got a thickproblem that I think you can help me with."He took my hand and put it on his inner thigh, where I felt the outline. .Satisfied now with the placement of my candles, I move to close the living room blinds. My love for Kevin fills my heart with romance just as strongly as it heats my arousal. They are one and the same, and I couldn't truly imagine feeling one without the other. This is why I have lit so many scented candles, and why I draw the drapes. I want the mood we share to fit the things I wish to do with my husband. Or maybe I should say, what I wish to do for him.It is the one, last desire of his that. "I think its best if you have a seat Lisa," I replied reasonably."I don't think so... I'm out of here loser," she said haughtily. And turning about, she began to march imperiously towards the door."Well alright then Lisa. But that image you tried so hard over the years to cultivate is going to take an awful beating when everybody in school sees this tomorrow," holding up a brown envelope containing the photos.That stopped her dead in her tracks. Her reputation was everything to her. "See what?".