" I slipped that in at the last moment; he never questioned it."How are we going to determine who the winner is?" Either when, the other fighter quits...or can no longer continue, or gets knocked out." Ok, sounds fair to me."I reached outside the ring and set the timer. We then went to our respective corners. I dropped my robe and turned to look him in the eye. I think I saw a hint of uncertainty as he looked across the ring at my body. I put on my wraps and gloves and put in a mouthpiece; he did. "Thanks, Em," I smiled. "I'll let you know what Opie thinks."She nodded. "Actually, I'm coming by before Penelope comes home. I wantto check your makeup. I'm going to pick up a tube of lipstick for you,too. I don't love sharing that with you." Then she shocked me byhugging me and kissing my cheek, a gesture that I returnedautomatically. She stood back up and shook her head. "Ah, she is goingto LOVE you! I just know it!" And she left.It was an odd day, let me tell you. My breasts may have been. She was an unconscious exponent of Cybele herself. She alsoliked cuckolding her husband. She picked up on Miguel's secret almostimmediately. She teased him about it. She loved taunting him when other guys were hitting on her. He stillremembers her phone call from that Christmas party when she told him ofjust having danced to the sounds of "Beast of Burden" with a stranger whowas fondling her ass. She asked, "What's a girl to do when that happens?" That man's advancesdidn't just didn't come out. ”“Who, Ken?”“Yes, he just told me he is booked on the Sunday night flight.”“You said he was not due back for six weeks. What has brought this on?”“He said he has got time off to come home to meet you.”“Why?”“He wouldn’t say but I think he is worried about losing me.”“Should he be worried?”“Maybe.” She turned her head and looked at the floor for a time. I expected that she had more to say but was looking for the words so I waited patiently and didn’t interfere.“Yes, he probably should be.