(You can look up the arrangement I am describing by googling the "Westin St Francis Shower", you will find some photos of the setup.)My girlfriend and...I had experienced a long day, lots of driving, and while being in a fancy hotel with gorgeous sheets and her naked are enough to turn me on if I was on my death bed, sex just didn't seem like it was likely to happen. We wanted to relax. And I wanted a shower. So I stripped down to my undies, and stepped into the bathroom. There I discarded my. How are you at making out?”“Willing to learn? Maybe trainable?”She laughed. “Oh, YOU! My guess is that you’ll score an ‘A’.”We tried it out. Good, but not incredible. No brass bands or fireworks this time around.She sighed, “Honey, we’ve both got far too much riding on this weekend to be comfortable. Once we can stop being quite so wooden around each other, we’ll probably improve on that.”She was totally correct. It did take a couple of goes before we were quite at ease; it was too important to. "Hey man," it was my neighbor, "didn't mean to wake you, but I saw your light was on and thought maybe you'd want to help us smoke this joint." He held up what I had first thought was a cigarette."Oh, no...I mean," I was still trying to adjust to waking up, "no...no...I was watching TV and dosed off." Well, I know you don't know me or," he pointed to the guy he was with, "my friend, but I'm Mark and this is Brad." He looks too young." His friend said."No, he just looks young, but he's. "I wish I could," I replied sincerely. "But my guitar is at home, and so is my keyboard." How come you didn't bring them with you?" queried Jeannette."Well," I began, realizing that I wanted to tell this tale in spite of myself, "it's kind of a long story. I tried to start a band last year, it didn't work out, and I've kind of sworn off music for a while."Everyone remained quiet for a moment, not sure how to react to that. It was Julia who broke the silence."It sounds like this is something.