I couldn't take it. How could she be so cruel? I drove to Jenna's house with tears streaming down my face. Jenna opened the door and embraced me when ...he saw me."You don't need that bitch sweetie. You're too good for her," she said as she tried to comfort me, "you need someone that cares about you, that doesn't want to toy with your emotions." I stood there hugging her. She pulled away and looked at me. She pushed back my hair behind my ears and wiped the tears from my eyes. She leaned in and. We went a different route, to Newport then East on the twisty Highway Twenty to Corvallis. Going up the Columbia River gorge, we took the old highway past Crown Point and all the waterfalls. The last several days had been pretty warm and the snow on the mountains overlooking the gorge was melting, sending lots of water over the waterfalls. It was a beautiful way to end what had been a fantastic weekend. Virtually nothing was said on our way home about the previous night or that morning. There. I asked if he ever did it and he said yes. I asked how often and he said several times a week. Then, I asked if I could watch him sometime and he said he would let me. First, he said that he had to be in the right mood, which meant a sexual mood. When I asked how he did that, he said he watched porn on the computer. I had heard of porn but never seen any so I asked if we could watch some now together. He went over to his computer, turned it on, and went to a site that showed pictures of naked. Clarice was a drag queen, and Sarah and Tony were well known at the club.As they walked in, the dance floor was just hitting critical mass. Sarah headed for the bar, but Tony led her to the floor, pulling her hard against him as they fell into the beat. Caught in the flow, Sarah wiggled and shimmied against him, moving into the dance. The music pounded, and Tony’s hands moved up and down her body, teasing and caressing. This was the way they had always connected, through dancing and grinding on.