She walked off the court after half an hour. I hardly noticed she was missing. I walked off the court an hour-and-a-half later, dripping sweat.“Wher...e’d you go?” I asked.“I couldn’t stay on the court with you, Tony.”“Why?”“You’ve always been intense, whether it was racquetball or art or making love, dear. But I’ve never felt I was in danger. Now I do.”She walked away and left the club. I shoved my gear in my locker. Afraid of me? She was afraid of me? What have I become?I took off out of the. If Nallen and I were to do the big-wedding thing Debbie would /have/ to be one of my bridesmaids. Actually, I couldn’t think of anyone else I would even /want/ as a bridesmaid. Aneeka didn’t count, she would be another bride, regardless of Betian law. Although I also couldn’t really imagine the whole big wedding thing, my life was going to be here, on Allland; Betians didn’t really have the concept, weddings here were private declarations to both sets of parents. My parents certainly weren’t. We recognized five of the people we'd spoken with earlier. They were seated at the poker table still sporting their dinner jackets and with their bow ties hanging, James Bond style, around their necks and dangling down onto their dress shirts. The scene we had walked into could have been from any decade for the last hundred years.While we remembered each of the men that she had danced with earlier, Dave took the opportunity to introduce the group again. Dave and Mike worked together and were. Once again, it appeared I was the last to arrive. In addition to the older man, there were about 10 other guys and the three women there when I arrived. The old man explained to all of us that he was the husband of one of the women. He asked us all for a donation of $20 to offset the cost of the suite (and the drinks and the massive amount of condoms they had). Then he explained the "rules". One of the bedrooms was designated for sex. If the women went into the sex room, they were free game. If.