Maybe we are too filled with desire for each other ourexpectation of its fulfillment, building up as the evening goes on. Ihold his hand and we give o...casional squeezes.At the break I go to the Ladies' Room to freshen up and check my makeup.It is holding up well. I have chosen a slightly redder hue of lipstickthan I usually use.When the play is over and we are going out we meet a couple we know andchat briefly to them. I let Harry drive back to the hotel and we checkin.The hotel has been quite. How when he was interstate for business he met a bloke at a bar and they held hands and talked. He said they didn’t take it further and I believed that when he said it, though the truth might be different. He said he’d never think of telling that to anyone – but me, at that time. That made my head spin – the story itself and the fact that he could share it. We break for a smoke and we’re looking out on the highway, amazed at where we’re at, amazed that we’re there together. Happy to be there. “Master Rodriguez’s club is advertised on the dark web. And it says ‘Language is no barrier.’ All the guests are told to connect their smart phones to club wifi and *********** the translation channel.”“How does that help us?” I said, not quite following his excitement.“They use an internet-based real time translation service, so their wifi is constantly tied directly to that service,” Boris said, waving his hands in excitement. “I can hack that connection and get total access to all. It's not every day you get aguy in your chair and he acts like one of 'the girls'. It's definitelydifferent and so far pretty cool."She didn't have to say it, but it made me feel better hearing it. Whilerolling me up in magnetic rollers she continued choosing sizes andholding it next to me."Want me to pierce your ears?" she said, as a matter of factly and thenchuckling."Maybe next time, after I walk in here wearing that dress and pumps,which, the way things are going, might be later this.