“Dad ordered lots of food. You’re eating for two now, right? That’s what I’ve heard.”This time, she let him lead her back to his parents.“...trained” is a relative term. There are lots of different kinds of circumstances and situations that can be called “strained.” For example, when some guy comes into the bank waving a gun and yelling that he’s robbing the place, things get ... strained. When you’re in a dark movie theater and what amounts to the theme from Jaws starts playing, you feel strain.. “Oh, would you look at that,” I say with a smug grin, referring to our earlier time on a nearby beach. “You’ve fucked all three of my holes today. Guess we’re done now, huh?” You give me a look, telling me my teasing is not appreciated. “Far from it.” You inform me. I can tell by the look in your eyes that you’re resisting the urge to call me a tease. I just keep grinning and pull you down into the water with me. “Well then, what’s next on the menu?” I tease. Before I know it, our mouths are. That honour was given to a local Syracuse all-woman Hard Rock band called Third Rock. We weren’t even the second-to-last. That slot was taken by the Women of Babylon, a Riot Grrrl band from Brooklyn defiantly proud to be both mixed race and lesbian. That was the perfect combination at this festival which the Crystal Passion band surpassed only by virtue of us having almost three times as many women as they had. But we were looking forward to being third from last and wondering whether we should. There was a little monitor in the room and everyone could see and hear what was happening on the stage. Janet stood there looking nervous as her music started.No one said a word as the Janet’s nerves showed in her performance, it was more animated than smooth and flowing. It was like she was an android and the person who programmed her had never seen a girl dance.“She should have had more to drink before she got up there.” The professional girl said.Finally it was over and everyone could tell.