"I thought you might be just putting me on about not being lonely." I smiled saying,"You have to be satisfied with looking and not touching."After ret...rning me to our table, he left to use the rest room. The music started before he returned, so I asked Darren, "Don't you dance Darren?" "Oh yes, I love to dance." I smiled, "Then why haven't you asked me to dance?" It seems you're always busy dancing with someone else." he said smiling.I stood up saying, " Then I'll ask you, would you like to. .. you can do it here just as Kate has done for us," she stated.This really was a lot harder than it looked or appeared. I mean I already liked Kate as a person even though I still didn't know her that well. To find something about her that I didn't find attractive, and then tell her what it was a why wasn't an easy thing. But it was in a way equally difficult to tell her what I did find attractive about her, and find a way to explain that one as well."Ok, Pete? What's the one thing about Kate. "I said, "yes" and "of course."I guess I should back up a little. Before I "died" I was known as Dave Lawrence, loving husband of Sandra, living in Colorado when I died. Now I am William "Billy" Sanderson, expatriate Yank from Arizona living in a comfortable apartment in Lisbon, in the Barrio Alto, on Rua do Norte.I had met Maria about six months ago here at the café. She was 28 at the time. Her Aunt owned the place and Maria helped out sometimes. She was an anomaly for a girl from Portugal.. I had never been as close to a naked woman other than my wife. She said her name was Kelly. His name was Paul. He was thin and of average height. You wouldn't notice him on the street except that he was naked and Kelly was leading him forward with her hand wrapped around his erect ten inch cock. Anna and I stood there frozen with shock and surprise, not even attempting to cover up. "I guess we all had the same idea," Kelly said, after introducing her self. I mumbled agreement, my eyes flipping.