Alicia picked us up, wearing the same outfit she had on earlier. She kissed me, then Lisa.We did some dancing, pushing away any guys hitting on us, da...ncing real close to each other, stealing kisses occasionally. But I think all of us were anxious to get back. Finally we did.Lisa told me to just watch for a minute as as she unzipped Alicia's oriental style dress. Alicia's undergarment's almost matched her dress. They were blue floral print as well. I would later learn Alicia had perky 34B. Oh my God!Gloria intervened and said that I was the only Jeff that she knew. Then she said that I had never, ever made her so unhappy that she cried. As she said that she was looking directly at me with her own enigmatic little smile.It must run in the family, I thought. But then I looked at Bessie, and damned if she didn't have a genuine smile, big and broad and there was nothing enigmatic about it. And I had little doubt that we were on the same page about what we were talking about.I knew. The Clubhouse wasclose by, so I decided to get ready to go. Assuming that people wereusually late for meetings, I took my time so as not to show up tooearly. I didn't want to seem desparate.I arrived close to 9:20 and I took a seat at the bar. A few minuteslater I saw Vienna walk in. Time seemed to slow to almost a halt as shewalked into the bar, recognized me and waved. I stood up and kissed heron the cheek to greet her. She wore a bright red turtleneck, tight blackjeans, and high red matching. Hi guys," I said with a wave."Yes, right. This is Jenny. And this, Jenny, is Ib. He is really Ibrahim, but that's too long and foreign sounding so Ib is much better. And that," he pointed to a rather dark and sullen looking guy, "is Mush. I am sure his real name is Mustafa, but he won't respond to that, so we all call him Mush. And finally, my name is Ahmet, and I don't have any problems with that."They were staring almost open mouthed at me. What was this lady doing with Ahmet holding his.