She thought about that, looked at the guy and said, "Well, thanks.She thought about that, looked at the guy and said, "Well, thanks. I'll do it!" I drew her a map to my place on a napkin. She put it in her purse and winked at me. She moved close to the guy, and soon they were talking. I struck up a side conversation with the bartender but kept an eye on Connie. She was blocking his view so he didn't even see me. In about a half-hour they got up to leave. I dashed out a side door, and took a short-cut to my place so it looked as if I'd been there for hours when they arrived. I said I was Connie's roommate. I got Connie alone in the kitchen for a few minutes and told her where the bedroom was. I volunteered to stay in the kitchen until she and Steve (that was his name) dropped out of sight. They had some preliminaries on the couch before finally going into the bedroom, and I stayed out of sight. I went back into the living room, acutely aware of what was happening on the other side of the door. I couldn't be anything BUT aware because they couldn't have disguised THOSE noises if they had tried: she was a screamer! I finally drifted off to sleep on the couch, which is very comfortable and not punishment of any kind. |