<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/Gabemask.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Gabe, #2447</span></span><br/><strong>Where: </strong>At the bar<br/><strong>When: </strong>Friday dusk, week 1<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Kitty<br/><strong>Status: </strong>Closed<br/><hr/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Gabe was sure his jaw was dropping open and he was staring. He dimly wondered if this was what it was like to have a stroke. ‘<em>If he’d <strong>want</strong> to have sex with </em><em>Kitty?’</em>Any man he knew would, and probably some women. He listened to her list off some options, but it was her smile after ‘not needing a bed’ that had his pulse racing.<br/><br/>His eyes dropped again as she adjusted her robe. He knew she was doing this on purpose, to entice him more. And it was working. How she was managing to show so much of her breast but still have the robe technically covering her, he had no idea. He licked his lips without realizing it, imagining his tongue where his eyes were focused on her chest.<br/><br/>Her telling him that she could help him find another woman was what pushed him over the edge. That was something he’d daydreamed about, probably like most men. He felt her hand on his leg and desire gave him the courage he usually didn’t have with women.<br/><br/>Gabe leaned in and kissed her, wondering briefly if that was allowed and resolving to ask before he did anything like that again. His voice was hoarse and he was practically shaking. “Let’s go see that pile of cushions,” he managed to get the words out. He wondered if anyone else would be in there, or if it was a different type of theater and they’d be recorded. At the moment, he didn’t care. He wanted Kitty, he wanted to get that robe off her, and he was tired of waiting and being afraid.