I kind of like to eat every night, and you’re a pretty good cook, so it makes sense right?’ ‘I guess.’ I replied. I felt my heart flutter when...he complimented my cooking. Mark got up and I stood too, walking behind him to the door. At the door he stopped and turned to face me. ‘Oh and I assume you have a dress or skirt to go with your makeup. Tomorrow, wear one of those. I haven’t had a date in a while. Okay Danni.’ And before I could respond he turned and closed the door behind him. I was. "Who was it?" He held his hand out between us, like he didn't know what to do with it."I'd rather not say," I said. I kept my voice casual, unconcerned. I didn't look at his hand."Why not?"Because you know Jim, and Eric would lose his job if this got out. Because I'd lose my job. Because Eric would kill me. Because he'd never fuck me again. Because we're friends.I tried to think of something to say that would turn him on instead of turning him away. I looked down at the mound in his pants,. I couldn't tell her that I dreamed about her almost every night. The fact was I loved this woman, and I would never love another, and, I knew it. I watched the two of them dance several numbers. After maybe two hours, the cowboy came to the bar to refresh their drinks. "Two Cosmos," he said. "Coming up," I said. "She says you two used to be married. She was kinda down tonight, I think," he said. "But, seeing you made her feel a bit better." "Oh?" I said. "Why would that be?" "I don't. Cassy wasn?t sure what she saw, but?it seemedinteresting?maybe coincidence.? It seemedsomewhat comical, even.? She imaginedherself stroking the girl?s humongous breasts and cupping them?even forming herhands like cups around imaginary breasts. For a moment it appeared as though the girl?s breath caughtin her?she was still looking intently at her book, but something wasdistracting her now, Cassy could tell.?The girl cleared her throat.? Cassystill had her hands cupped underneath nothing but.