I didn’t mean it that way; it’s just hearing a group live is always so much better than listening to a recording. I’m amazed at the number of pe...ple here, and how they are all up dancing; I could imagine my parents dancing here.”“You should dance with Will to the recorded music during the break,” Lori suggested. “Go on, he’s a good dancer; I’ve danced with him heaps of times. I promise I won’t kill you this time if you dance with him.”Tracy laughed, and agreed to dance with me. I escorted her. After dinner, John bowed out of a story, he was very tired of telling stories by now. He suggested that since they were on an adventure, they didn't need adventure stories. He suggested that Zithrusa play her erghil for them, instead. They sat around the dying fire, the stars getting brighter as the night deepened, and listened to the haunting, melodic vibrations of the shivering strings.Zithrusa's music had been more melancholy than usual this night, she missed her little Butalos, but had. At a word, I would drop to my knees. There’s nothing at all that I would deny you… I bathed, plucked, chose your favorite gown, your favorite panties, perfumed, did my hair, all just to be with you in bed.Your voice though… I could listen to you from our bedroom for hours, every word audible through the register in our floor. It rises and falls like the water reaching a pool from a cliff; deep, rumbling, musical. No wonder men follow you. No wonder men want to be you. No wonder women. So a few hours after the post went up I got a email that said, "me and my girl are going to go out for a few beers....we are attractive 40's. wanna meet up in a bar? I'll have a blur button up shirt on...not tucked in. where are you? lets meet.”I wasn't looking to meet that night and the post said as much. I reminded them that I wasn't free that night but was interested in meeting. I told them I would be free the following day if they were. He responded back with "ok dude...we will be at just.