I see you’re alone. Would you mind if I sat with you?”“Sure. That would be nice. I’m just going to get some dessert.”“I’ll move over to ...your table.”The woman went and got some dessert. She filled her plate high with assorted cakes and cookies. She even filled a bowl with ice cream. Robert continued to eat his steak and veggies. He wasn’t really that hungry. He was hungry for her. She just didn’t know it yet.“My name is Robert. Who might you be?”“Marlene. Nice to meet you Robert.”“The pleasure. Hearing it, Rich blinked. He picked up his glass and drained it. Jane waited, her expression not telling him anything. The bull was charging and he couldn’t hide behind the cape much longer. Finally he said, “I’ve been fixing up my house. Want to see it?” Jane followed him in her five-year-old blue Honda hatchback. He led her to the kitchen at the back of the house and got a couple beers from the refrigerator. They sat drinking and smoking cigarettes. Jane told him that in addition to screwing. Terry sat down and wondered what he had planned for tonight. Asif he had to wonder.He was sitting on the sofa alone when someone else came through thedoor, glanced at the him. The younger guy came in and sat down besideTerry. He felt the boys eyes uncomfortable roaming around and hecringed."Hey there. I'm Brian. May I ask your name, babe. "Oh god another guythinks he's a girl.He repositioned his voice the way his sister taught him to. Then said,"I'm Anne. I'm here with Toby." He said in a. It was a practiced walk, practiced for so long as to be completely natural and perfectly devastating. She was conscious of the eyes of the teenage boys on her, their mouths hanging open as they watched her head for the lifeguard. She was conscious of the junior high school girls, their catty remarks stuck in their throat as she passed them. She was conscious of the moms, one of whom clearly had not fully resolved her own sexual identity. The poor woman's nipples were hardening underneath her.