And that surprised me.Candy slammed back on me with a gusto that nearly broke my hip. Some of my rum and coke shot out of my mouth onto her back.“Oh...” Candy said, squirming on me. I think she thought that…hell, I hadn’t the slightest idea what was going through her head. And I didn’t care. I was just enjoying myself. A bit too much perhaps, but that’s for my shrink to worry about. My shrink being my old friend, Brian. The one who introduced me to my first drink and started me on this fucked-up. '< Done. >As soon as my car was packed with my stuff, I drove off. I decided to head East, no real reason for it, just a spur of the moment decision. I ended up driving for hours, stopping only when I reached Joplin, Missouri. I went to an all night diner and ordered coffee and breakfast. For the past few hours of my drive I had experienced some doubts and regrets about how I handled the parting from Ginny. I knew I could have handled things better. What I found comforting is the fact that I. My mom had sent with him a green Celtics jersey and hat for St. Patty’s, after all my mom is white Irish-American. I thanked Josh for bringing the stuff and quickly ripped off my shirt to try on the jersey to see how it looked. It was finally a hot, spring day and my chest glistened with a thin layer of perspiration. As I had just come off my indoor track season, my body was cut. Getting the jersey over my head I could see Josh staring wide-eyed at my flexing abs and the outline of my erect. " How about if I had a poker party and asked you to be there to entertain the boys?" Whatever Rob, anything, just please don't tell." I'll have to think about that for a while and then get back to you." Please Rob, I'm begging you, don't tell Bill."Talk about a bad deal. Marsha was a 'stone fox' and any man in his right mind would want a piece, but I was completely faithful to Toni so a taste of Marsha wasn't going to happen for me. But that didn't mean that I wouldn't find a way to take her up.