I went up the stairs into Chrissy’s bedroom and closed the door and at that moment our fate was sealed.Chrissy had half closed the bedroom curtains ...so the light was softer, more diffuse, and was lying on her bed, she smiled as I entered her room.“What do you want me to do, do you want to see all of me?” she asked innocently.Oh yes, I wanted to see all of her now I was committed, “Whatever you want,” I replied.“Ok, sit down, and no touching,” she said as she sprang off the bed.No touching!. I drove back into town to find the only restaurant with any class in Sparta. By class I mean it had a table cloth, and a menu that differed from day to day. They did have wine on the menu. There were three choices red, white, or rose’ which covered my knowledge of wines as well as their selection. Sarah ordered a cold garden salad with chunks of fried chicken.I hate ‘fru fru’ food, but it did look good. I had a sirloin strip, baked potato, with iced tea. Mine was good. The dinner conversation. I thought to myself, oh for fuck's sake, now I will never get to sleep, because he always plays it with the TV up as loud as he can get it. Just as I was about to close the door behind him, she walked down the path to our front door. As she clicked the car locking button on her key it seemed as if she was walking in slow motion with some kind of sexy music playing in my head. She said to me, "Are you still playing doorman?" She said this because whenever there was anybody at the door I was. 'I thought you'd abandoned me.''Pete only knows me because of you two,' she replied. 'I thought that ifhe simply saw a random bride, he wouldn't assume that he knew you. But ifhe saw me, he'd start looking around for you and Sue. I didn't want togive him any ideas.'I had to admit her logic was faultless. What's more, I had escaped whathad appeared an inevitable disclosure without problem - well, on my partanyway - the growing howls, yells and shouts from the church indicatedthat I had left one.