Doesn’t he ever stand up to her? Call her and cancel.”“I can’t and I won’t and please don’t use that language. Don’t I do a lot of thi...ngs for you? I won’t invite her again, but…please do this for me tonight.”“I have your word? Never again?”“Yes...you have my word.” I’d soon learn exactly how little her word was worth. Unfortunately, I’d have to learn the hard way, but it was exactly what I expected—what I’ve anticipated for weeks. I leaned down to kiss her again and this time she did. "Do you have an idea?" No. Do you?" No. I thought you were thinking of something." No. It's Friday. We should do something. We can't go home yet." Yeah," Nick said, pondering. "If we were in high school we could go somewhere. They're always going out on Fridays." Yeah, like going out with their boyfriends and girlfriends." Yeah." We could pretend," she said."Pretend what?" Pretend we are boyfriend and girlfriend." I guess. How do we do that?"Molly sighed and said, "Sorry, it's a stupid idea. I. “Best seats in the house!” Emily announced with another wicked grin.Once everyone had found their seats, the up lights dimmed and the room fell silent. The lighting softened and smoke began to creep along the ground. A group of women dressed as nymphs flowed onto the stage to soft EBM. They were wearing sheer cloaks and you could plainly see the shape of their naked bodies pressing against the soft fabric. They flowed over each other like water. Their hands exploring their own and each other's. I come around the corner and see you standing there. I stop in shock. My eyes trace your form from head to foot and back. I cant believe me eyes. Youre standing in nothing but an apron making breakfast. I slowly cross the room, still not sure if Im awake or still asleep dreaming. I can see the beads of sweat rolling down your neck. You wipe them off with your palm and keep cooking, as if you being like this is normal. Youre too warm. The sweat keeps dripping down your body, making you glisten.