Before he could form an answer, she led him on the small dance floor as the music began. Coltranes sax flowed out of the speakers as she led him out u...der the envious stares of both men and women. He pulled her close and let the music take them, a slow waltz step that fit perfectly with the music. She leaned into him, her hair spreading like an auburn scarf over the shoulder of his suit, inhaling his scent and feeling his warmth. She listened to the music and smiled, whispering into his ear. You were breathtaking -- literally." You were great yourself."I felt the blood rush to my face, remembering, but it was hard to beembarrassed after sharing each other so well. "I'm not sure that I didanything. I responded to what you were doing, but you were in controlthe entire time."His teeth gleamed in the darkness. "Isn't that the way it should be, aman taking his pleasure, simultaneously giving the woman what sheneeds? I heard no complaints, no protests to stop."I laughed, still nervous at. He followed, watching as they washed, their hands running all over their bodies. They glanced at him once or twice, but it was as if he was just part of the furniture. They showed none of the frantic grabs for modesty he remembered from the time he'd been caught spying on women in a locker room.He followed them briefly after they'd dressed. The two women spoke briefly, and then parted. He considered following one of them, but changed his mind when he thought about it. He didn't know them, and. I mean, it was excellent, Sir.”“I guess you hadn’t eaten for a while, John.”I looked down and tried to look ashamed.“No Sir, I haven’t.”“Please, John, stop, calling me Sir. All the people here call me Matthew.”“Yes Sir - I mean Matthew.”He paused, and I could feel those eyes checking me.“Tell me, John, what are you running away from? “ “I can’t, Si... - Matthew.”“Why can’t you?”“I promised her that I’d never talk about it. I mean, I shouldn’t even tell about her.”I did not look at him, but I.