’ ‘Huh, yeah?’ ‘Who’s your friend?’ ‘Randi Klinger,’ I offered, along with my right hand. ‘Ah.’ Her cadmium red lips curled softl.... ‘Randi-candy. Sweet.’ With her rosŽ blush in her right hand, she took my hand with her left and didn’t let go. ‘Nice to meet you. Spooky Long.’ ‘Nice to be met, eh, Spooky.’ She gave me a leisurely up-down. ‘What are you doing here?’ I had no illusion I’d pass for anything other than an interloper. I couldn’t afford the $200.00 a plate charity dinner. ‘What gave. Given his stance on that I didn't dare ask him to go down on me. Ben was fine with regular sex; actually he was great with regular sex. Anytime, anywhere and two or three times a day on our honeymoon. Even after the honeymoon Ben was always up for sex (no pun intended) and for the first seven or eight years of our marriage five or six times a week was not uncommon.Once, when we had come home from a party and were both a little tipsy I told Ben I'd like to try anal sex and got the same response. "Okay now we should sleep." He jumped back on his bed and went to sleep. I decided it would be best to do the same. The next morning he didn't say anything to me. Just got ready and made his way to school. All day that kiss was on my mind. What did I do wrong? Should I have kissed more? Heading home I tried walking with him but he just ignored me. Later that night the mattress was still beside his bed so I just layed laid down and tried to sleep. "Hey I'm sorry I ignored you I just thought you. ”When I came to the break, he whipped out a Horner Blues Harp and took it. I chorded along behind ... then it was my turn. He improvised while I thumb hammered out the melody.I started singing in my nearly tenor alto and he joined with a tenor harmony. Freight train freight train goin’ so fast Freight train freight train goin’ so fast Please don’t tell what train I’m on So they won’t know where I’ve gone.Freight train, freight train, comin’ round the bend Freight train, freight train, gone.