.. what do you know ... you're the cause.Or ... you could be like me. To get from point A to point B, I usually take a ruler and draw a straight line ...etween the two and chart a course driving on roads closest to the line. Only, the road on the map isn't there. Well ... it is ... but it's a access road for a cherry orchard and the way out hasn't been there for years.Or you've managed to miss the turning because the state can't afford the price of decent sized road signs or the state run ferry. I heard him say. "So which category are you in?" Huh, sorry, I didn't quite catch that," I said."I was saying most of us are in one or the other, which are you?" One or the other what, Dick?" So are you kinky, straight or perverted?"I needed to give that some thought, especially as I'd already drunk more than a bottle of red. "Um, gimme a minute on that, willya?" Sure, take your time."It was a weeknight and we all had to be at work the next morning at seven, sober or not. The place was pretty. Kate quivered with pleasure, and moaned just audibly that he was. She gave his awakening cock a last caress, and removed her hand from his trunks."That's enough for now," she said. "I just came up to bring you a drink." You know something, baby? It's never 'enough for now'. Not for me." Harry leaned over and took the tumbler of bourbon and water from her, and swinging his feet off the seat, sat up and took a long drink. He sighed with satisfaction. "Umm, that's good." He motioned his wife to. I went and sat with Kara, Susie, and the others at her table. I wondered how long my banishment would last. I saw Bethany and Larry talking with their heads together. I assumed it was about me. I’d have to talk to Bethany at some point, though I still feared she might simply tell the whole table what had happened as she had threatened to before I pleaded with her. Kathy kept her silence, but she did a quick glance at Bethany, then to me, with questions in her eyes. I shook my head a tiny bit,.