Oh, shit it’s almost time.“We couldn’t get your car running. Would you like us to call a taxi or an Uber for you?”“I don’t think they woul...d be here in time. I feel a migraine coming on. Do you have a dark room I could use alone until it passes?”The three frat-brothers conferred for a moment, but it was a moment too long. The light of the full moon reflected off the window of a passing car onto Marcie’s face. She realized that William looked startled. Then she felt it. First, it was what had. He kissed me, just a touch of lips, but with the promise of so much more. I knew my eyes sparkled. In sheer joy I spun around, and collided with a waiter carrying a loaded serving tray.Everything moved in slow motion. The waiter made a desperate attempt to hold the tray. I tried to steady him. Peter sprang forward to catch the edge of the tray. There was one frozen moment when it appeared everything was saved, and then the loaded gravy boat slid to the edge of the tray and poured its contents. If you do, I want you to have your desk cleaned out by the end of the day and I never want to see you again. Do you understand?" "Yes, I...I, guess so," Judi said, refusing to look into Derrick's eyes."Take my cock out of my pants," Derrick said. Judi sat there stunned, thinking she had heard wrong."Pardon me?" Judi said."You heard me, I said take my cock out of my pants--now!" Derrick repeated louder."What? You can't be serious Derrick, what are you saying?" Judi gasped."You have ten seconds. "I see where you are going," she said."Is not that where logic is taking us, given your observations?" I suppose so. You did promise me that you wouldn't make an emotional argument." I took it that emotion was the essence of your objection. Argument, in the sense of debate rather than acrimony, was a predictable part of any discussion with me."How true. For that matter, any discussion of hers was likely to be a debate. "It was the only predictable part. Thank you for the rest." And, truly out.