On her way into the garage, she turned her head and caught me checking out her ass. I think she grinned slightly and turned back. A few days later, b...ck at the bus stop as usual we talked. When the bus took the kids, she didn’t start walking back. She said, “What did you mean I could make a fortune?” Uh oh. Maybe she really didn’t know what I meant. I just said, “I was joking, you know, about prostitution being legal here.” “Do guys really think that is attractive?,” she said a little shyly. " I had no need to say anything—Elliott was doing a sterling job of putting his mother in her place. For the first time since Lisa left he was actually defending me."So what happened, Kevin? How did you manage to divorce me?" Elliott was spot on—you effectively did the job for me by walking out. It was only the division of assets that held things up. The court insisted that I gave you every chance to come forward to claim your share of our combined wealth." And did you?" I certainly did. I. After a while we got up and danced for a couple more songs until they began to play a slow number and I turned to go back to the table."No, please, wait," Brian said, catching my hand as I turned. "Do you mind?" he asked me, referring to the slow dance.I shrugged and stepped towards him. He put his hand on the small of my back and pressed me into him while holding my left hand with his right in the traditional way. I put my free arm around his shoulder with my hand resting on his neck. Out. We were both very quiet as we drove.I had known that he had every intention of using the vibrator today while we were out. That he would make it a torture of it, if at all possible. But doing was so different than knowing. I tried to ignore the vibration and relax. Difficult, since we were driving past all sorts of people and places. Not that they could know anything at all, or were even paying attention to us, but they were there.He turned the vibrations up just before we got on the freeway..