We saw each other about four or five times each year usually at sales meetings or other regional company functions.I liked Ella. As a friend. Really, ...I did. I'm married and so is Ella. Ella is also Black. And, unlike a number of Black men and women she did not have the "Black" attitude. When we partied, Ella was "one of the boys".Her husband never attended the company parties and so he never knew how wild they could get. This was at a time before everyone became socrazy about suing over who. "Tate took a sip of his coffee as he watched Wainwright. "The reception will be over by sometime around nine, at least mine was. You'll have your honeymoon breakfast with your wives at eight in the morning. Right?" he asked looking toward Jeff."Yep," the Prime responded."So, then," Tate continued to Frank, "you'll have the better part of eleven hours to make love to your wives. And if Margaret and Tina are anything like my wives, sleeping won't be something they'll spend much time on." But .... .. then, they were stopping before the entrance to the room and again, Toni was not prepared for what her eyes focussed on.The maze of naked bodies in the soft light engaged in every form of obscene coupling and act only faintly registered as she was ushered to the centre of the room and forced down on some sort of rug, the sounds of "ohs" and "ahs" and even laughter reaching her ears as if from another world.She might have known fear had she been able to analyse her situation, but she could. And then maybe another four.”“What?!?” exclaimed Lauren. “You’re thirty-nine? No way! You definitely don’t look over thirty. Even that lycra looks good on you.”Mikey went bright red then tried to distract himself by going to work on Lauren’s bike. He took his tools out of his back pocket and started tightening up the cables.“If you’re doing that I’m going to lie here and catch some rays,” said Lauren as she removed her cycle helmet, shoes and socks. “It’s pretty secluded behind this.