Well, I was now pretty convinced that before the night was out, he was going to know about it. I was going to turn him into the cock loving queer he l...ked to bully.At one point, when Avi went to use the bathroom, one of his friends came over to talk to me."Hi," he said, being kind of shy and cute and polite, "I just kind of wanted to ask what you're doing with Avi? I mean, a stunning girl like you is way better than a guy like him. I know I'm sort of his friend but he's an arrogant, bullying. ’ ‘Yeah, you are Julie. Andfrankly I’m worried about you. When did Bill die, was it four years ago?’ ‘It’ll be four years next month.’ ‘You’ve got to move on Julie.’ She gazed at me. ‘And so do I.’ recovering quickly. ‘Tell me Julie, what do you do during the day?’ ‘Oh I keep myself busy, I play bridge, I play tennis and I volunteer at the library. And I still do some of my painting. Although, I’ve been told it’s all dark now.’ ‘That sounds to me like a slow slide into old age. Have you met. The night of the show, she dressed in the most provocative outfit she had ever worn. Her skirt was so short she might as well not have had it on as her bare pussy and ass were visible. Her top was see through and her nipples were hard and protruding. She was quite a sight and seeing her like that, I assumed something was up and that I would be enjoying the evening very much.When we arrived, I saw that this was an African dance group, an all- woman African dance group. Of course, my wife had. Even though he was probably looking for someone his own age,I decided to give it a try. I went over and introduced myself. His namewas Mike and he lived in a frat house at UCLA. Of course none of the brosknew he was gay. He said he wasn't even that experienced himself, but the"antics" at the frat house had brought something out in him. I questionedhim about this and he said he'd always been attracted to guys but some ofthe things he did at the house made him realize he liked it rough. I.