Nothing." Dan mumbled, looking down at the floor. "I just offered to give you a massage, that's all. You seemed kind tired and I thought it would rela...x you. That's all."Jen suddenly began to feel very badly about how she had reacted. She looked at Dan seemingly sulking and she walked up to him. She placed her hand under his chin and lifted it up."I'm sorry I over-reacted." She smiled into his eyes. "A massage may be just what I need. Come one."She offered him her hand and pulled him up and then. This can just be a part of our lifestyle, along with that,” I reminded them.“And our D and D group, among other things. Which I’m thinking that we should expand a bit,” Jack urged me now.“Indeed. What else? Active recruiting or no?” Brett asked us now.“I wouldn’t rule it out. Like I said, I’m fine with more women, should they come attached to some strap-ons. As for more men, why the fuck not? As long as we don’t lose sight of what we love about this whole thing,” Katie told us her. We had to really look to find one that was open on the day after Christmas. The girls ordered a very nice wreath. I gave the lady the name of the deceased and the name and address of the funeral home. The girls paid for it out of the $150 I had given to each of them. They felt better on the way home, but were still very subdued the rest of that day and the next.28 December, SundayWe left for the funeral home around 10:00 AM. It was about 110 miles away. We were there by noon. The staff there. I knew a few of the people that Sarah worked with and he was not one of them. He was familiar but I just couldn't place him. There were plenty of seats available, so I had no trouble getting one across the room. The tables had candles on them in the little glass holders. I blew my out and told the waiter that it bothered my glaucoma.I ordered a generic, chicken entrée and got comfortable. The waiter was filling my coffee cup for the third time."Excuse me. The guy at that table across the room.