Paige had several bottles of champagne on ice and we drank several flutes full in record time. She was sexily attired in a sheer sleeveless T with tin... shorts. She recalled her first bi encounter and I was utterly captivated by the story.“I had just graduated high school and was invited to spend July with my mother’s best friend Louise and her daughter Terry at the Jersey Shore. I always referred to her as Aunt Louise, even though we weren’t related.”Paige took a large swallow of bubbly and. What was Mom’s problem? I was wearing a thin white tank-top and a hot pink bra. The bra was pretty clearly visible under the top, but that was the point.She was probably just jealous.“I’m just going out with my friends!”“With who? Brittany?”“No...”“Don’t lie to me, young lady.”I actually wasn’t lying. For some reason, the idea of hanging out with Brittany just seemed so... boring. She’d probably want to sit around and talk about politics or her lame boss or whatever.No, I was going to the. .." The other players were passing us, and as they did, they clapped me and Robbie both on the shoulders.I waited. Everyone had passed, Coach Vickers giving me an unreadable look as he went by. I looked back at Robbie."Okay. I would have hit him. But just a tap. Just enough so that he wouldn't have any doubt I could hit." And you figure the WSAA would suspend for the rest of the season or for life?"I loved the look she gave me. It was the exact opposite of her. I got the feeling that she didn’t get to play much music and was glad to be engaged. By the time I’d made more coffee I had also fired up the computer and called up a song I’d been working on for months. I thought it need a piano, Adele was kind enough not to say anything about the simple structure or the occasionally awkward lyrics of my hobby. While I played the song through a few times she tinkled with the keyboard, learning the structure and letting melodic ideas flow through her fingers..