Cliff didn’t have a car as he didn’t need one to live in the city and public transportation was much less expensive. Cliff and Mike hit it off and... became good friends. They often went out together looking for girls and most of the time they were successful. If one had a chick in the bedroom the old signal of a necktie hanging on the door knob was used. One evening however Cliff got the surprise of his life when he found Mike banging a cute gay guy. The guy had long blonde hair that covered his. “Where are you going?” he asked and flashed a sheepish grin at me. He had originally came to pick me up from my apartment to take me out for a night on the town, beginning with drinks and dinner at that latest trendy restaurant. When I opened the door and he saw me in my favourite cocktail dress, a kiss hello became a grope. From there... well, needless to say, that dress is now on my bedroom floor, along with all the black lace and satin I was wearing underneath. I propped myself up onto one. " Oh, man, that's harsh," she said. She appeared to be thinking about something for a moment or two. "You said he was out on a call. That means he's getting around?" Yeah. Artificial legs and special crutches, but he's got a van and he's great with the customers, so hell, he's a field man now."The smile on her face was a mile wide. "Damn that's good to hear. I can't wait to see him. We spent a lot of time together. He's a great guy," she enthused.I got the impression there was more than. "I think you're over reacting. I'm am going to a concert, not driving to Vegas to marry him." I could get tickets for that!" Rose spat. "We could go together." I think you're blowing this all out of proportion," she shouted back, starting to get undressed. "You don't own me, you have no rights over me, and I sure as hell am not going to back out of my date because you're so jealous." You're acting like a bitch," Rose sneered. "I don't know what's gotten into you since we moved out here..." A.