"Well, what would you rather bedoing? If you were on a date." "Uh..." He kept putting me on the spot like that.***00:06 14 Dec "Let's hurry,... "God, how can it keep getting colder?" I asked rhetorically as Igrabbed his arm again. I hated doing it, but these shoes had notraction at all. You'd think they'd work like snow tires, with thespike, but they didn't. "It's winter, you know?" "Well, technically, not yet. It's still fall." We waited to rushcarefully across the. ‘What about me?’ Mary replied. ‘You’re still young and pretty,’ her son said. ‘Are you going to start dating again?’ Matt missed the waste basket and the paper scrap scattered on the floor. Mary turned bright red. ‘I…I don’t know,’ she stammered. ‘Now would be the perfect time to tell him about Matt and me,’ she thought. ‘I should just do it and get it over with.’ ‘What’s the matter, Mom?’ Rick asked. ‘You nervous about dating? You shouldn’t be. You’re a real good-looking lady.’ Matt wasn’t. ‘If you don’t feel like napping, make yourself useful, I hope I’m being kind—this is probably the best of the crap I brought with me to review, feel free to mark it up. Can I do the same with yours?’ Mike nodded in assent. The two travelers grew silent as each burrowed into their respective manuscripts. From Mike’s perspective what he had been handed was ponderous, trite, superficial, hackneyed and entirely unfulfilling. After two chapters of kindness he went back to the beginning and began. We learn quickly how to spot the reverse Cougar bars, where all the sugar daddies looking for a young piece of ass like to party. We even con them into theatre and ball game tickets. All we have to do is put out at the end of the evening.By the time we reach Chicago, our plan is working to perfection. We stay in ChiTown at least two weeks and are never with the same guys two nights in a row. Some nights we party together. Other nights we party separately. But, party we do. Sometimes I wonder.