Strangely, she found her eyes could not pull away from the green intensity of his. He had placed his ringed hand under his jaw as he stared at her, an...d the ruby stone caught the overhead lights. Such green, green eyes. So deep, so wide as they searched into her brain.Then, for an instant, there were no eyes, no bar noises, no voices, as though a white sheet had been placed in front of her eyes. Just as quickly it was gone, and she was looking at his warm full lips.“Are you all right?” he asked. Alice once again started to pull wildly against her bonds. The iron was put back in the fire and we all watched as Alice made quite a display. Mrs. Cavendish made Elise giggle by likening her to a freshly caught fish. Adam went about securing the bonds more tightly in the hope that the second attempt would be more successful.Both myself and Peter assisted in holding Alice’s legs flat, so much so that we feared we might snap her in two but not wanting a repeat of the first effort we held firm.. “If I wasn’t so tired, I’d kick your ass. Welcome home, I missed you,” Wolf said, and then tried to hug me.He was a sweaty mess, so I made a hasty exit to the locker room.My next two classes were Art Appreciation and English Composition. Ms. Saunders and Mrs. Comer each gave the class a quiz and then had me come to their desks and caught me up on what I’d missed the first week. My next class was Spanish. I really hadn’t wanted to take it, but after living in LA I knew I needed to be able to at. This????Was I gay?I'd never had a gay experience in my life.I'd never had a gay thought in my life, that I could remember. Sure, Iknew that I wasn't any kind of Valentino in the bedroom, and my sex lifewith the ex-wife was pretty average for those years we actually had sex.But I thought I'd been okay, or at least okay enough.Although, I suddenly wondered, maybe that's one of the reasons she left?I'd never considered that. I'd assumed we'd just grown apart.Greg cleared his throat."Um, usually.