I liked her and would have liked to fuck her, but I didn't want to love her. Nonetheless, it happened. I could almost stand outside of myself and watc... the transformation, and amidst everything else that was happening at the same moment I made out a mocking comment from some odd corner of my mind: In love with a lesbian? Why not just shoot yourself?"What I thought?"It was time to take a chance. Carpe diem."What I thought was that you were beautiful. The two of you were, but especially you. I. I can talk intelligently or Ican titillate you. It's your choice."One of my complaints about all my wives had been that they didn't wearlipstick. I said: "Wear lipstick." She did so. I said: "Don't titillate, and let's not think of sex. I don't want anexplanation of this place, either. The way my life has gone, I've nevermet anyone to whom life is real. Everyone is playing some sort of game.Some want to laugh at me for not knowing their game, and some want toteach me their game. Life isn't real. "He did have a nice smile. It was warm and friendly as if he really was happy to meet me. But it wasn't the kind that said he had been set up with a hot one. He showed no awe of me, which was very surprising, because almost everyone else did, including women."I can't stay long," said Jennifer. "I have a study group and I need the help." I told you I could help you with that," he said."I know. But I can't rely on you for everything. I need to establish some independence, even if it is in a. It was Dorothy. "Just what do you think you're doing, Dave?" She didn't sound happy. I told her that I had more than enough work at my day job, that my evenings were for decompressing, and that we'd obviously had a bit of a misunderstanding due to my having had too much to drink. "I can't take that as an answer, Dave. I hope you'll understand." I was going to ask her what she wanted me to understand, when she continued. "Good Boys Heel." I was squatting on the floor, my clothes ripped away,.