Can you tell me what happened with Willie, or would you rather wait until the morning brain fog clears?"He took a sip of his coffee. "Somehow, I think... you already have a pretty good idea what happened. I tried to sit down and talk to her about the gap between her aspirations to a life of wedded bliss, and the reality of living with a damaged soul like me. It got ugly in a hurry." How so?" Well, she accused me of sponging off of her and using her for my own sexual gratification, then she hauled. I also have a good sense of humor. Most women feel relaxed talking to me and wouldn’t suspect that I am the sexual predator that I actually am. I had the cocktail waitress bring her a fresh martini. Knowing that she was being ignored by her husband at home worked as an advantage to me. I gave her subtle compliments to loosen her up and set her at ease. I joked around and got her laughing. When she wasn’t looking a pulled the small packet of powder out of my pocket and poured it into her drink.. "Bonne nuit!"The words rang out in a ragged chorus as the small group of well-wishers entered the carriage. Just before he entered the carriage, Phillipe turned to Erik and winked."Do not forget, Erik." I shall not forget, Phillipe. I shall never forget. Thank you!"Christine, wrapped within the safe circle of her husband's arms, turned to him."And, just what is it that you shall not forget?" She arched a speculative eyebrow at him.He smiled lovingly at her and murmured."Oh, ma chère, I shall. Roberts started the engine to the minivan. "Fine, if I allowed you to take him home right now you might resurface from your basement bedroom in time for the weekend. I remember being young and in lust." I'm in love, not just lust," Ashley snapped back."Girl," Mrs. Roberts said as she began driving us the two miles to our two schools. "Love doesn't happen overnight. I'll admit that you two seem far more level-headed than most kids your age, but it's still lust in my mind." I'm hoping it will.