Jenny was in rare form that evening. She expressed an interest in Oncology and captured the attention and conversation of both Tim and Dr Ferrer for the entire evening. I’d never seen Jenny as a sexual person but she sure seemed to flirt with both of them as she questioned them about life as an Oncologist. Tim seemed to be drawn into Jenny’s attentiveness. I even noted he flexed his biceps a few times, to the flighty, teenage girl-like delight of Jenny. Dr Ferrer definitely kept her eye on Jenny for much of the night but she was more subtle in her approach to keeping Jenny’s attention. I just didn’t get it. My former neutralizer was flexing her sexual might for not just one, but two potential suitors. Carmen and I both agreed that she was way over her head in her little game.

I found out that the Tina and Henry, Bette and Rick, Sean and whichever date he had, had become frequent dining out companions. Tina remained the same flirtatious vixen she had always been. Her flirtations were always directed towards women. I just didn’t understand what Henry’s role in her life was. He just seemed to be the willing cover for her underlying lesbian tendency. He seemed to tolerate her at-will dalliances with women. I wondered if there might be some threesome play in his willingness to tolerate Tina’s overt “bisexual” behavior. Tonight her flirting was definitely directed at Bette. Bette was eating it up, giggling and behaving like a school girl. I found it rather disgusting. My mind ran wild and I began to imagine the four of them in various compromising positions. I had to shake off the thoughts. It was almost 5 weeks since I had any physical contact of a sexual nature and I was becoming increasingly horny. I began to see and envision sexual encounters everywhere with everyone. That foursome made a particularly interesting fantasy.

Since they had several dinners together, they apparently became fairly good friends. The guys had become bonded over their love of sports. Tina, Bette and Sean’s dates apparently usually talked about fashions, movies or whatever was the current gossip going. I felt somewhat left out but realized between my involvement with Carmen, then vacation with Dylan, and the subsequent tidal wave of emotions I went through after my break up with Dylan, I really hadn’t socialized with my colleagues. This was my first social event with my cohorts since the night out at Nick’s four months ago. I don’t know why it mattered. I needed to honest with myself, since my break up with Dylan, I really didn’t want to socialize. I, Helena Peabody had become a loner. I spent my free time at home, alone, contemplating my life and its meaning.

I realized I felt a bit jealous of it, especially since Bette had returned to giving me the cold shoulder after our locker room experience. But who was I kidding. I was not emotionally interested in making superficial friends and certainly no long term romantic relationships. But as the weeks went on since my break-up with Dylan and the initial sting of the breakup, I was getting increasingly horny. Every attractive woman was potential fair game. But I knew aside from a quick one night stand here and there, I wanted nothing else. As I surveyed the potential candidates around the room I thought, Tina a strong possible yes; Bette a definite no; Carmen an absolute shouldn’t, not if I cherished our friendship; Shane or Jenny, never in this lifetime; Dr Ferrer, a wild fantasy; Lara, unknown.

Who was I kidding? I shouldn’t be thinking of fucking any of them, perhaps I needed to get out into the local bar or coffee house scene and meet some stranger in the night. I longed for a warm body next to me and soft arms around her. My newly reacquainted five best friends were just not doing the trick.