He kissed me in greeting and, as we walked into the restaurant, he was grinning ear-to-ear. He was quite the southern gentleman and we had a pleasant ...onversation over a romantic dinner with wine. We passed on dessert and I followed him to his house. The deck faced the ocean and the view was awesome, a full moon lighting up the sky. We talked for a bit, drank more wine, but, with time ticking by, I decided to speed things up. I asked if it was okay to take off my dress and, when he said “Of. ‘We hang out, go shopping together. She gets sloppy drunk and has to stay at my house sometimes, which pisses off her husband. It’s just as well, he’s a bad seed anyway. I’m always glad when she’s not alone with him.’ ‘Yet, you left her alone when she was having an allergic reaction.’ I said, my voice full of accusation. ‘She was okay, though.’ said Tina. ‘And she’d had reactions before, and had injected herself, and she was fine.’ ‘You’re sure she was fine?’ I asked. ‘You didn’t tell anyone at. I swore when I went off to college I would come back and kill him in the evening hours, my trusty green car battering the life out of him as I spun my tires away back to Maryland, awaiting a call that my friend had been killed, by a stranger no less. But I didn’t. I stayed my killing hand. I turned my thoughts to homosexual images of buff, bulging men muscles, glittering in tan, surreal Apollo rooms, while I shut myself in my college dormroom. That night, that first night, I let it all loose. I. The party is still going strong, but you're tired - you stumble off the dance floor and find a chair in a nearby bedroom; there is a couple in here making out, half naked, but they take no notice of you.Someone sits down next to you, "Looks like they're having fun, huh?"You suddenly realize that its Katie, your best friend's girlfriend! "Yeah, vwish I was having thmuh fun."She laughed, "Sounds like you are though, John! How drunk are you?" Soooooo muchs!"She giggles more and you feel strangely.