Please, just come back and pick me up, we’ll talk about this.” “Nope, I’ve had it, at least for now. I told you if you dance with that guy yo... would have to find your own way home and I meant it. I’m pulling in our drive right now. I’ll be out of here by the time you get home. I’m not sure where I’m going or how long I’ll be gone. I’m not even sure I’m coming back. If you are having an affair maybe you should just go to him and forget about me.” “Honey, please believe me, I’m not having an. She stood staring at him sitting on her bed, and if looks could kill she was sure he wouldn’t have a pulse. She took a step back as he rose from the bed and moved toward her. ‘Listen to me. I am only going to tell you this once.’ Desiree rolled her eyes and tried to step past him, but he saw that coming and moved in front of her. ‘Jessica and I did not have sex. I thought she was you.’ ‘So now you are trying to tell me what I saw didn’t happen? Huh? Are you trying to tell me that I imagined. Emmawas a biological woman of some forty years who looked and acted likethe puppet "Madam" from the comedy act of "Whalen and Madam." Indeed,Whalen had been a regular at another Gay Bar where Emma had onceworked, and had based the character of his puppet on her! It was tothis rear bar that Margo led me.All eyes seemed to be on me as I walked through the room. I hadsometimes sat at one of those tables myself, and looked over the"girls" as they walked by. Now it was my turn to be ogled by the. There was another dinner date the next week, and the kiss that ended this one could finally qualify as seriously steamy. I stood for it, and Becka pressed herself against me without reservation during it. I let my hands hold her tightly, but kept them in the small of her back. A goodnight kiss in the middle of a crowded neighborhood sidewalk was no time to begin to develop wandering hands.Finally it was time to leave for Hartford. I was catching a late night flight on Friday night, and Rebecka.