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NO SEX.
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JULIA stood waiting for her cab. She was off to a diner date with Kevin, diner and theater...a comedy of some kind he’d told her. Kevin seemed like a great guy to Julia...this was their third date.
Kevin’s 38; Julia 4 years older...that concerned her; however since this was her first time dating in over a decade, she decided to tough it out. She had been told he was a good guy and that was important to her.

Julia had had a bad experience the last time she dated; the guy punched her for not putting out.

... [I’d thought he was going to rape me. He might have except I fell when he hit me. The door to his suite had not latched properly and opened when I fell into it...
It just so happened that two young men were walking by on their way to their suite. They rescued me and gave Tim, which was his name, a black eye for his mistreatment of me.

I took a week off work so the bruise would heal and my mind could adjust to being treated that way, a first for me. I was to think at the time I should quit whining. Allot of woman put up with that every day.

So I started dress-ing down and instead of looking for a date I avoided them...until Kevin.]...

Julia’ train of thought was broken by the appearance of a cab. Her night out had begun.

The comedy was hilarious, the supper fine, and Kevin treated Julia with high regard...she lay in her bed afterward reflecting..., a little worse for the wear...too much wine.

KEVIN:
Kevin sat in his easy chair pondering the evening. He liked Julia, he actually liked her, allot. This was new to him in his recent experiences with women.
Normally he and his date would fuck when the evening was at an end. With Julia he was past his nominal two dates.
He did not date allot, averaging about ten, twelve per year. At his age he’d found the woman available were mostly badly damaged by previous relationships creating insurmountable problems. The younger ones he had dated were whores...rude and crude.
Kevin rarely dated younger woman any more. He suspected that the younger ‘good girls’ had been already taken or had enough self respect to not go out with an old perv like himself.

Julia..., she was quality in Kevin’s eyes. Holding that thought Kevin closed his eyes and went to sleep.
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Kevin and Julia had missed a couple of weekends so it was with great excitement that Julia found herself once again standing outside waiting for a cab.
Tonight a club with live entertainment, a variety of routines, which included some vaudeville...

Kevin was waiting for her at the curb side; paying for her fare...he offered her his arm as they ascended the long staircase to a second story entrance. It was a bit shoddier than other places they had attended but Julia was comfortable because she was with Kevin.

There was one act that both Kevin and Julia really enjoyed; actually so did the entire crowd. It was a young woman singing Jo Stafford hits...could she sing.

At the end of the night Kevin and Julia and another couple, Martin and Abby; whom they had met there went out for a late night snack...cab-ing it. By the time all was said and done it was far into the early morning. Kevin suggested that Julia spend the night at his place...it is must closer. I’ll pay for your fare home after breakfast;
“Come over, I’ll make you breakfast. “He said.

“That‘s a line isn’t it,” she asked.

Kevin chuckled a little;
“Yes it is...but I am not using it on you. Tell ya what,” he said.” “You can make breakfast at my place, how’s that.”

Julia smiled nervously;
“Your pretty smooth.”
[There was a moment of silence.]
“Kevin,” she said.” I am enjoying going out with you, please don’t ruin it.”

He looked at her and he could see genuine concern written on her face in capital letters.
“I won’t.”

With that Julia took Kevin’s arm... Kevin gave the cabby instructions.

Julia liked Kevin’ place; nicely decorated and neat... Very different from her ex-husband she thought.

Kevin wanted Julia to sleep in his bed and he would sleep in his easy chair, which was not a rarity.

They argued politely for a short time until compromise had Julia in the easy chair and Kevin on the sofa near by... Kevin slept straight away, Julia no so. She tossed and turned, not getting comfortable.
Kevin awoke during the night-slash-early morning and watched her toss and turn. Another discussion took place and finally Julia took the sofa with Kevin in is easy chair.

Julia slept and so did Kevin.

Julia awoke to the smell of freshly brewed coffee. She stirred and Kevin came over to wish her a good morning. Julia pulled her covers high to her chin, leaving her face, messy hair and one ankle exposed.

“Good morning Julia,” he said. “I hope you finally got some sleep.” [Kevin glances down at her exposed ankle. Julia looked to see what he was looking at and quickly pulled her ankle under the covers.]

Smiling at her Kevin said;
“I had a dream last night...I was looking at that ankle...Oddly though there was ketchup and a fork in my dream.”

“You were going to eat me?” Julia asked. Immediately turning as red as Ketchup had there been some.

Kevin looked at her and seeing how uncomfortable he had made her with his off the cuff remark he moved quickly to hug her; thinking how shy she is.
He apologized profusely for embarrassing her.

She apologized for her shyness where sex was concerned.

They both sat quietly at the breakfast table for a moment or two when Julia said;
“That is the first time you hugged me.”

“Oh...do I need to apologise for that.”He said.

“Only for taking so long,” Julia winked.

“You recover quickly,” he said.

“I’m motivated”... Julia stopped and thought about what she was about to say;
“I see the possibility for a different life than the solitary one I’ve had Kevin.”

“I see something similar Julia... [A long pause...]
“I want to go slow.”He said.

It was a quiet breakfast. By the end of breakfast Julia and Kevin had agreed to take some time off from dating. Kevin needed to get laid and was not going to cheat on Julia. [This last part he di not tell her.]

Julia for her part was disappointed but agreed that perhaps it was best. Deep inside though she was heart broken...but she’d never let him see that...
That would be reserved for tonight when she cried herself to sleep.

Kevin knew she must be hiding her true feelings, at least a little...but he needed to get some perspective. He’d always stayed away from troubled women.
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The hiatus turned out to be a hell of a lot longer that one month.
Kevin took up dating women for easy sex again. He dated more young skanky bitches than he used to and was getting regular tail; he was getting well known amongst this younger set.

He had a better job than most of them; occasionally he would fund their habits. Quite often he was compensated...they were such lovely young things.

The one thing he never did was go to places he and Julia had frequented. It was too uncomfortable for him. His new dens of iniquity were far away from those haunts.

At times other older guys would try to insert themselves into his world hoping to capitalize. But they never made it and thus Grandpa, as he became affectionately known, enjoyed unique relationships.

He hadn’t forgotten Julia but she was on the back burner so to speak. One Saturday night near mid-night he was headed into a club with his young friends when Martin and Abby appeared.

Kevin smiled weakly at Martin;
“This is what you gave Julia up for you fucking piece of shit.” POW!
Abby hit Kevin knocking him on his ass.

She leaped on him, skirt and all...paste-ing him several times. Kevin just blocked her blows...well some of them. Abby was good at one of the martial arts; Kevin knew this... he would not win if he fought back. Plus she is a girl.
“ABBY THAT’S ENOUGH,” Martin yelled.

She kept hitting Kevin so Martin grabbed her...which resulted in Martin receiving a sore arm and dirty pants. He quickly picked himself up off the ground.

Abby was already up to repel any and all attackers. Three came to stop her and all three were hurt.

Martin yelled;
“STAY CLEAR OF HER.” [He could tell by her eyes that she was out for blood.]

“ABBY... CALM DOWN...CALM DOWN...” Martin kept repeating while moving his arms.
“Slow down, sow down Abby.” He said.
Finally Abby regained her self control.

“I’m not as harsh as her Kevin, but she is right...what you did to Julia was wrong.”
Abby and Martin left after Abby tore another strip off Kevin.


“What was that all about man?”Doug asked.

“They used to be friends of mine.” Kevin answered.

“And Julia, who is she Kevin,”...one of the young women asked.

“A woman I dated a couple of years ago.”

“Why didn’t you fight back,” Kennedy asked? [Kennedy was the young woman Kevin was with when Abby went ballistic on him.]

“Maybe she’s right Kennedy.”Kevin answered, still prone on the sidewalk running his hands thru his hair.

“I used to think you were cool man.” With that young Phil walked away, as did most of the others. Only a few stayed to help Kevin.
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Kevin stands alone on the street...people walking by ignoring him mostly. Then an old crony appears and off they go for a few.

He thought about Julia from time to time...he wondered, what if?


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Julia’ life returned to that of a single woman. She missed those fun filled nights when she was with Kevin, and even better when Martin and Abby were with them. But she figured it was over when Kevin wanted to take time off.
As she had always done Julia hunkered down accepting her lot in life. She had the memories and those no one could take from her.

Sometimes, when the mood was right...Julia would have a glass of wine; place a bottle of Ketchup on her coffee table and play Long Ago and Far Away over and over...sung by Jo Stafford so many-many years ago.

When Julia would finish her wine she’d go to bed, she tired easily these days.

Sometimes on these special evenings she would hold a pillow close and go over the words to that song. At other times she would relive those memories from Long ago with Kevin...

Tonight she cried.
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