I circulated a bit, saw Polly across the garden talking to a small group of our mutual friends and decided not to join them. Instead, I spoke to a co...uple of the members of my drama group, always a guarantee of a good laugh.Camp David, our juvenile lead, was in fine form. “I told him, just because you’re 6’ 3” and built like Adonis doesn’t mean I’m going to fall into bed with you. I shall leap into it, as an hart!” He said this with his voice rising and a flamboyant sweep of his arm,. He read all the journals that came by post from back East. He enthusiastically supported free trade, industrialization, and Progress. He was against imperialism and foreign adventures. He opposed slavery, though he thought the more radical of the abolitionists went a bit too far. He had even considered joining the Whigs. Things were moving mighty fast in this modern year of 1840, and a person had to stay on his toes to keep from being left behind.He was a city boy, Howard was. Even so, he had. Your heart beat more quickly as he acknowledged you. “Fine, thanks. How are you?” you replied, surprised he had made contact. Could he know you had been admiring him since he entered the coffee shop? He seemed very sure of himself, that sort of confidence you admire in some other men. There was a long pause until he said quietly “You want to suck cock?” God, he was sure of himself. A casual pick-up in the middle of the afternoon, no subtle chatter as you got to know more about each other. You. Of course, Mary walked. Sandy giggled. Breathing heavily, Mary pulled the large brown suitcase through the door and into the bedroom. The green one was waiting outside. She looked around. Huge piles of dirty laundry covered the floor, the bed, and poured out of the cupboard. Mary had just chucked her own clothes into a mid-sized brown paper box for the time being, to make the space for her new roommate’s stuff, but clearly it wasn’t going to be enough. She took a deep breath – the whole room.