Zena said she wants you to cook for me, so next time is your turn."Zena smiled at me and said, "I thought you might talk to Georgia about your idea he...re at the park. She might be interested."I nodded, too busy eating to verbally comment.To say that dinner was a success would be an understatement. Everyone was stuffed, yet there was a ton of food left. The girls carefully put the leftovers away to be enjoyed later. Zena said there was going to be a campfire with marshmallows later, so we were. No hole in there. No touching. But they can talk. A bit more intimacy.’ Beyond the labyrinth, steps led up to what I assumed had been stage level and a ticket booth. ‘The Marquis Room. After de Sade,’ he grinned. ‘Not really heavy stuff. Cost another $10. All lesbo. The law permits sex acts between women that it doesn’t been men and women because technically it isn’t sex. Nothing going on in there yet. Too early. Come on. You’ll start at the front and work your way back.’ As we retraced our. You seemed kind of restless last night. Still not quite used to having a woman in your bed again…is that it?’ Diana asked him teasingly. ‘That’s not it all, my pretty lady, and you know it. I just don’t like the thought of having to be away from you so much during the day. I wish we could’ve had a longer honeymoon—we’ll have to make plans to do that some time. Breakfast smells great…what are we having?’ ‘Sausage and scrambled eggs—and toast if you can tell me where the bread is! I looked all. As we loaded up into the plane to return to Alabama, I considered the man whose arm was around me. As he helped me buckle my seatbelt and arrange things in the cabin, I mused. Boy, how fast things turned around. Only a few weeks ago I was a miserable human being, selling myself in truckstops for enough money to keep a roof over my head.Now ... I looked across the cabin. Executive seating in the plane, okay? Four seats arranged facing each other, little fold-down tables between them. Tommy’s.