Hoggenberg has taken an interest in me. We talked for hours last night. Hoggy's a liver specialist who's taking a long-overdue vacation here at the re...ort with his wife. His wife, whom he doesn't love and with whom he hasn't taken fleshly pleasures in years. I've become a sort of confidante for him, someone he can unburden his soul to. Last night as we said goodbye, he kissed me. Me, a middle-aged spinster. On the lips.This morning, I was wet down there as I awakened. I had dreamed about him,. "I told Joyce what I had done over at Georgia's house, and what I had learned. She told me that she'd never heard Mama mention either man's name."Kenny, can I call Brenda, and invite her over for tonight? We can invite her to the wedding too, and you can decide if you want to ask her about coming with us or not. At the very least, it would prove to her that you weren't mad at her." You can call her. Now that I've decided, there isn't any reason not to spend time with her. I don't want to come. ”Jane giggled, “You guys think that all I do is sleep.”“And fuck,” added Ari, who was actually home for a change.“Yeah, everyone knows that if you had the choice you’d sleep in the sun until noon, and only get up to get back into another puddle of sun,” said Tina.“Aren’t you supposed to be in school?” asked Jane.“I’m going,” replied Tina with a wide smile, “but a girl needs breakfast ya know.”“Mmm,” added Cindy, “gotta keep your strength up for all those lovers of yours. How many are you up to. I figured the men's side would only see the kitchen as a source of burgers, wings, and nachos.The separator between the two sides is a floor-to-ceiling wall that runs from one side to the other, ending at the bar. The bartenders can easily move back and forth, so I don't need different bartending crews for the two sides. There is a connecting doorway through the wall; it is partially closed off by a set of swinging, saloon-type doors.There are also large warning signs on each side of the wall.