I had to stop myself from approaching her directly. Instead I took a few breaths and tried to think. I didn't want to frighten her by coming right out... and telling her I saw her at the munch, unless I thought it was absolutely necessary. I didn't want her to think I was stalking her. I was privy to information about what might interest her, yet I was still a stranger to her. Shaking my head, I pondered the fact that I didn't even know her yet, and was already seeing myself with her. God, she. "So, are you having fun up here, Allie?" Paul asked. He was trying to sound like an old man making disinterested small talk, which was shrewd. Allie'd seem rude if she didn't go along with it."Um, sure," she muttered."She's been a bit under the weather, haven't you, Al?" said Neil, interjecting. "She won't come down to the beach with us!" Probably smart," Paul said as he shifted lobster tails around the grill. "The beach down there is going to hell. Too many juvenile delinquents and loose women. “So we can have some privacy as we catch up on old times,” Ashley said in a flirtatious tone.Ashley had always had a crush on James back in high school and loved the way he was staring at her. Seeing him again brought back all those same feelings she had back then.“So, how’s life been since high school?” James asked curiously.“Well, the first few years were wonderful. I met my loving husband, John; we have been together for five years and have been married for three years now. But the last few. I was on a golf vacation with the guys and slipped away one night to go to a gay bar i read about in Squirt. It had a back patio area that was used for cruising. I went in had a few beers and went out back. It was early so guys were just hanging around. One older guy was sitting in the corner JO but could't get it hard. I went over and sat next to a chunky baby faced guy about 21 years old. I started to chat with him and told him that I had never been in a gay bar before and that I wanted to.