"Tommy, stop it. I mean it. Mom and Dad are right there." No, you don't." I do."I might have sounded more serious if I hadn't been pushing back agains...t Tommy's hand. Fuck it, I thought, I'm not that pooped, and I jumped up."I'm going inside for a Coke. Want one?"Tommy looked at me."Yeah." I said, 'want one'?"He's not a stupid boy, really. He got the point and hopped up to follow me.I didn't go any farther than the kitchen table. Turned and pressed myself against Tommy. Got my tongue as far. At least I hoped it was her. ?Welcome home, dear,? I said in a plaintive voice. ?Feel like releasing me now?? ?Oh, I don’t think so,? She replied in a singsong voice. ?I think the party has just started. While driving, I realized that I missed how you used to twitch so nicely long ago when we used the bed frame. I thought I’d see if I could get you to wiggle like that for me again.? With that I felt something rub against my backside. I didn’t know what it was at first. "Hang on, it's probably some lame excuse for why he's late."She answered it, but couldn't hear properly over the music. She caught my eye and held up a finger – just one minute – and then trotted off to find a quieter place.I realised with a chill that I was all alone without my wing-girl for protection, and... yep, everyone was watching me. Well, not everyone exactly; just all the single guys. I felt like a leg of lamb dropped into the shark tank ... and in a moment they would start to feed.I. They tended to suit one another rather well but Mitch always had the yearning to make love to a really beautiful woman, a fashion model would have done admirably.Layla wore glasses, had a rather large nose, big hips and a very annoying laugh. As Mitch was no oil painting himself he resolved that she was as good as it was going to get and that was that. Unfortunately when the two of them joined Guru Purdue’s meditation class, with the hopes of finding their inner self, Mitch was suddenly exposed.