He caught me staring at him and smiled. Self-confident bastard. We balled the clothes under our chins and resumed watching."Paolo, how long do we stay...here?" I whispered, bringing my head near his. There were hungry lions only 10 feet away, and I wasn't interested in attracting their attention.Why was I asking him? He had only been here four days. Great! Now I've lost the power of independent thought. He shrugged. "Until the master," he nodded at the cat, "is done."He ate. As with most wild. This didnt bother my husband at all, because I love to dance and he doesnt care to. The other guy and my husband talked while David and I danced. This was the closest I ever been to a black man and as we danced and talked, we moved closer to each other. Without even noticing, we ended up dancing very close to each other and I put both my arms around his neck and snuggled close to him so I could feel his body against mine. I guess I felt a little horny from the liquor and music. Subconsciously I. "Hi, Lissa. This is your Dad," the voice on the other end said."Hi, Dad," she grinned."Lissa..." he said. "Allison ... She told me ... told me ... about Alya."Lissa's face suddenly went white."What is it?" asked Alya with concern, sensing the change in her."Dad, can you hold on for a minute?" Lissa asked. She lowered the phone and put her hand over the receiver."I'm sorry, you guys, but I really need some privacy right now," she said."What's wrong?" asked Monique."My Dad just found out I have a. It's time we got out of here." You sure you're all right to drive?" Carla worried a few minutes later when Fred maneuvered the Cruiser to the booth to pay as they left the parking deck."The only thing wrong with me is I need to hold my women, eat lunch, drink another gallon of water — and scratch," he laughed. "Damn, that cut itches."The doctor stood by the window watching the PT Cruiser pull onto the street. He wasn't sure, but he thought that it was carrying the big man who came in yesterday.