” “What are you studying?” “You know, I don’t know.” We laughed together at the absurdity of it. “C’mon. Let’s get a drink.” We’...e sitting in one of those dance clubs. I remember feeling the bass throbbing, um-chi um-chi um-chi, while beautiful bodies writhe, their moves graphically simulating sex. In the way that dreams have, we are able to hear each other without shouting. “Thanks for saving me.” “What about your class?” “I have no idea what class I was studying for. I don’t even remember. “To Bill’s house.”Dezi touched my arm. “Tell him we can’t go there Bill.”“Why not?” I asked.“Because Pam is there.”I started to say. ‘You’re Pam,’ but I realized she wasn’t Pam. she was DezereaDave had heard, but he didn’t understand why she couldn’t go home.The stress and mental conflict between Pam being a slut and who she had always believed she was had split her personality.I pushed the intercom button. “Take us to the Hilton down town Tony.”Dave looked at me. I told him I would explain. And the way your panty smells is just heavenly. But it is just an appetizer; it just makes me want to really smell and taste you up close; can you do that for me ?She seemed to want that as well; she blushed and said. I can’t strip in front of you …’ ..I said; well I have seen you up close in swimming costume; how is this different. Besides you don’t have to do any stripping.’Why don’t you turn around and stand with your back to me . I stood behind her and removed her sweat filled T-Shirt and. ." My friendsighs and nods at this revelation, instantly knowing what the issue is."Everything okay between you and Kayla?" Sarah asks quietly."...It's taking a bit of getting used to, this 'new routine'," I reply."Kayla's been so preoccupied this last few weeks and I've been so NOTpreoccupied that I have a lot of time to kill and it seems like no oneto kill it with." Other than your dozens of friends and millions of fans?" Sarah asks,before smiling sympathetically. "It's okay, I get it, I've.