"Partly," Allie interjected. "But it's also because there is a part of me that is embarrassed by walking around nude and having sex with men I don't k...ow. For instance, I know each of you has seen a picture of me nude. I would guess each of you has watched a video of me having sex. I would be leery about having sex in front of Rachelle or Mary. Obviously I'm not shy around Shelly or Sarah, but that is more personal, you know."Actually, it might be that I would be uncomfortable having sex in. "Ana focused uncertainly on the glass. This form of alcohol was much more potent than the wine she'd had when she visited Ketaba, and she'd been quite unprepared for how much more intoxicated it had already made her. But she was undeniably developing a taste for it, especially when it was diluted with this other strange substance called soda, which Bezaffa added to it to make up the volume. She took a small sip from her glass and studied her hostess, who was sitting opposite her in a white. ”She went to the kitchen area and returned with two glasses and a large carafe of wine. She set the glasses down on an end table and filled them. Handing one to Mike she put the carafe on the table and sat down. Mike took a sip and looked at her.“Zinfandel isn’t it?” he asked.“Yes it is. Do you know much about wine?”“A little, the ex and I went through a wine drinking phase a couple of years ago. I thought it was kind of snooty and pretentious for the most part, but I did develop a certain. ‘Her daughter,’ Marilyn said, ‘is yours. You helped her buy the bar. She was happy when Teresa kicked you out.’ His eyes dilated, affixed on the match, and she could see the fever in them. ‘Yes. I helped her build the business, and kept Lisa in enough money to go to college.’ ‘But Theresa got jealous, didn’t she? Torched the whole place. I bet she hoped to catch you in there.’ ‘She couldn’t have,’ Henry said. ‘She was at the coast. She had the travel trailer, she was gone, Marilyn. She said.