"I still don't know what I'm going to do. Not really." Yeah." Jack mumbled."What do you think? Easier to 'live the lie' or,... you know... kick things... over,... ? I'm not too good at talking about these things. Obviously," he laughed hollowly and they exchanged the comfortable look of old friends. "Except, of course, with Jody. Jody somehow always gets me talking easily; even about personal things." He smiled and looked out over the beautiful Dickensian room.They continued talking about the. As I squeezed his organ a little harder Icould feel it twitch and respond to my touch. I couldn't believe I wasin this predicament. I always imagined my first sexual encounter wouldinvolve a girl that I liked and it would have been her hand going downmy pants. Never in a million years did I think the roles would becompletely reversed and that I would be the one with my hands on myboyfriend's thing. Jason's increasing moaning, however, left littledoubt as to whose hand was where. Even if I. Some relationships were sexual, and others were not. None have been with men.”I twisted around to face Sheila and Alice. “I’ve only been here a short time,” I glanced at my wristwatch and fingered the necklace I wore, “and most of that time was alone with Alice in the dark.”I half-laughed, brushed my thinning hair with my hand, turned sideways, and scanned the attentive faces in the auditorium.“Since my arrival, I have made the acquaintance of some remarkable people and shared time with Sheila. Then I remembered Janelle doesn't like me anyway.That was the end of that feeling.I felt myself relax more and more and my eyes becoming heavy.Then someone flushed a toilet upstairs. The sound of the water rushing down the pipes is about the loudest thing in the basement.I laid there and listened to the water trickle through the pipes in the wall and finally fall silent.I started to relax again when I thought I heard creaks on the steps.The creaks continued followed by some thuds of feet. .