The marriage was a joke i cared nothing for Carrie and our sex life was nonexistent she would berate me in front of friends and total strangers that i... how i found Michael. I had gone out with Carrie and once she had a few drinks in her the name calling started some of the names really didn't bother me but names like fairy and others that questioned my masculinity were hurtful along with her gestures like the limp wrist. I left the table to go to the men's room as i was leaving i heard Carrie. . see you later then," Dick said, and put the car in gear."Hey, wait!" Harvey came over to the side of the car, a troubled look on his face. "Say... ah... you could do me a favour." Sure, anything."Harvey nodded toward the front seat of his car. "Can you give her a lift home? Her old man's going to be raising all sorts of hell even now; another thirty minutes, he'll probably be waiting on the front porch with a shotgun."For the first time, Dick saw Sally Miller peering at him from the dimness. ." he said. "...I kinda...like you."I blushed. "So...you're gay?" He stood up."Hell no!" he defended. "Of course not! I just...like dudes." His smile gave me chills."So..." I said, staring at his lips. "...you like me?" I mean...I guess so," he answered, sitting next to me again, placing his hand over mine. "But if you tell ANYONE...I will fuck...you...up." I laughed."Don't be rough," I joked. "Cause I don't really like it rough." Shutup," he chuckled, pushing me onto my back. He was then on. The old adage applied. “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.”Just as it had been the first time, the lobby was dark and crowded with men. Small lights illuminated the photos on the walls of the girls that were dancing tonight. Below each photo was the girl’s name and the number of the stage she was dancing on.Art scanned the walls for the photo of the girl he had met here the last time. He had been in Las Vegas. He was beginning to think that she had Halloween off until he finally found her.