I watched him as he watched me moving away from the door. He smiled at me and slowly took my hand, and I followed him casually to the couch. I was abo...t to sit down when he pulled me onto his lap, so I straddled him, facing his smirking face. It was just then that he pulled me in and kissed my lips. That smirk was still on his face and I kissed him back with one hand sliding into his hair. He bit my lower lip and I moaned into his mouth as my fingers slid down his chest just slightly. But when. Rita was nodding, her eyes on me.I said, "I didn't mean to use those exact words. I know I can't have any contact with women until I find out. I'm sorry; I just used the wrong words."I was happy to see Nina return an hour later. During this hour I listened to Walter and Rita, and in Walter's words, he was "speaking like a father." The subjects were on integrity and responsibilities, and after half an hour, changed to morals. I remember the last question I was asked, just before Nina returned.. I did not understand the entire conversation, but heard, "you can go ahead and leave and see in the morning." Coworker maybe? We came a stop in front of a black gate on Granada Street. An odd spot to stop, I thought. There were some stores across the way and a small cafe of some kind. Maybe we are going to one of those places...or walk through the rains to some others nearby? No, these places were not our place of destination. A Filipino man appeared, waved at her and greeted her good evening. All by myself and dressed upin my sister's best lingerie, one of her wigs ... The teased out blondflip ... And, the voluminous hot-pink, lace covered, satin Prom dresswhich she had worn five years ago. Not only the dress and wig but alsothe pink satin three inch sandals which went with it, and the very samejewelry she had worn to that Prom. There I was putting the finishingtouches on my make-up ... Using Betsy's Prom photo as a guide. Thephoto which is a permanent fixture on the fireplace.