"I am curious about your feelings." I don't really know," I said finally. "How would you feel if yourgirlfriends knew? Would that make you feel uncomf...rtable." I guess we are both swimming in uncharted waters," Marissa said. "But Iam happy to be in them with you." Me too."We kissed, and retired to the kitchen to make dinner together.For the next several days, we had similar conversations each evening.However, despite the doubts we both were having, I was feeling very muchthat I wanted to push. I tried to stop my thoughts but they ran on imagining how it would feel. I had an incredible view of you as you pulled your trunks back on and went to door. ‘Wait,’ I managed to say still in shock, ‘still coming over for dinner?’ I ask trying to pull myself back into reality. ‘We’ll celebrate your new job’ ‘Sure,’ you answer as you leave. The word hung the in the air. I can tell by how you said it that things would never be the same. I wasn’t sure I wanted them to change. That night I make a. Phil Parsons, of all people, won the race, something that had surprised me. The best part of the day was that Bill had finished in front of Earnhardt and picked up eight points. Unfortunately, he finished behind Marlin, losing nine points. That left Bill 107 points behind Earnhardt and 47 points behind Marlin. He’d gained a tiny bit of ground, but decent days on superspeedways were not going to get the job done unless he could improve his short-track performance.One other thing that was quite. I growled at her, and she giggled back. She quickly turned around and scurried into the room, giving the door a push behind her. I got to the door before it could close, and growled again when I saw her standing beside the bed, on the opposite side from me, with the width of the bed between us. I grabbed my t-shirt and started to pull it over my head."Wait!" she called. "I want to do that. I want to unwrap my treat."Over the years, we had worked out signals for what kind of a night we were.