"Ask away," I said, thinking, this better be good. Our time in bed was limited because we I still had a paper to work on. Becky was ahead with all her...homework, only there to be with me."Have you heard about the play the Guild is going to put on?" Her hesitance told me there was more to it than what the Actor's Guild was going to do. Becky was a member of the theatrical club but had been missing their meetings since we began sleeping together."Yes, I've heard all about it," I said,. We were home for a while, and I guess it was almost 6-pm when Lynn saidlet's go get something to eat. She said how about we go back to ourfavorite restaurant the REO, so that's where we ended up. As luck wouldhave it, we ended up with the same waitress we had when Miss Jones gave methe new doll. The waitress whose name we found out was Alice, recognizedus from the other day and noticed I was all dressed up, and ask why. Itold her I was at my friend birthday party who just turned 7 today.. They were like the Thassa Sea … dark and stormy but so full of life and in spite of himself, he smiled. He would enjoy seeing her in his collar, chained to his sleeping furs, her belly beneath his axe. He could see the flare of first shock as she recognized him from the crowds and then anger and he was silently pleased to see that her spirit had not been broken. She would need it. Reaching down, he twisted his hand roughly to her hair and pulled her forward. She cried out in despair, her hands. ...but you ain’t gettin no piece wif her gone.” All three laughed and I smiled. Nancy remained seated, her smile never faded. A half-hour passed and I looked up to see the bar stool empty and our bedroom door closed. “Well,” I thought, “she’s turned in for the night.” I debated how to bring the card game to a close when the door opened and Nancy entered. She stood next to the bar stool, her smile ever present...and, she had changed clothes. A year earlier, for fun, I bought her a denim.