"And did you offer your life to protect me?" Jenny asked very softly as she sliced another piece of passion fruit to eat. She tilted her head towards Mark and her hair slid across her back and fell down her opposite shoulder whereupon the cub thought that it was a new play toy. She began to play with the tendrils of hair like a household kitten would do. Jenny just sat there waiting for an answer.<br/><br/>"I don't drink that much to get intoxicated like these girls do. But they way they hang all over me makes me feel like a monkey trying to escape from female monkeys. What those women are drinking is wine. A type of alcohol like beer only stronger. There are stronger alcohol drinks then wine such as champagne or whiskey. Keeping watching how they act. Soon you will see what I hate and why I refuse to go to parties at people's homes. Only at restaurants. Not even at meeting halls. Too many damned closets to be pulled into. My friends thought that this was so funny when it happened. It was at my last at their home party." Tom spoke as he pointed with his finger where to watch which happened to be a person's bedroom.