The first indication I had that Linda didn't exactly share my utopian view of things, was when I came home one Friday night to see her and Audrey sitt...ng at the kitchen table. Audrey looked as smug as ever but I thought Linda looked a little worried. It didn't take a genius to figure out something was up."Hi darling," Linda said while standing to give me a kiss."Hi honey," I responded, putting my briefcase down and wrapping my arms around my lovely wife. After we kissed, I glanced at Audrey and. At the end of that summer, since my ex and her new husband decided to move out of state with my kids, we all decided to load up in my truck, and go to see them. It was to be a week long camping trip filled with fun. Well, it was filled with fun, rain, and lost flip flops, mostly rain. Toward the end we all had had enough of the rain, so we packed everything up, and decided to spend the last night before we left in a motel, opting for a hot shower and warm comfy bed to be ready for the 11 hour. How long had she been standing still, a minute? Five minutes? It was hard to tell in the darkness. The only sound was the beating of her heart, which seemed magnified a thousand times in the blackness. Then in the quiet darkness she felt fingers pluck at the top button of her blouse and slowly and deliberately undo it. She could feel Goth girls hot breath on her cheek as fingers moved on to the next button and slowly slipped it loose. The effect on sue was electric as button after button was. What an incredibly and wonderfully odd mixture Miranda was! She'd never have taken her to be a lover of the fine arts - never in a million years!She gave her full attention to the performance. At the end, as the audience's applause faded away and the late night news came on, she was very grateful for her new mentor's command. And why was the woman going to all this trouble on her behalf? It wouldn't come cheap if she were paying for such an intensive course as this, and no mention had been made.