place – I’ll be back before the roast beef gets cold.”

Andrea thanked him for his help, with a hug and a quick peck on the cheek, and then was off rounding up the other models. I thought how much more I would enjoy being in the dressing room with Todd than I was enjoying being out here with the poached salmon…

When Todd came back he stopped off at the bar first, but this time they gave him a bottle of each, white and red – that’s our Todd. He had on tight jeans, and a goldenrod polo shirt that I remembered, that showed off his darkish complexion and his darker eyes to best advantage. I quietly thanked the caterers for using long white linen tablecloths, as I had sprouted a serious woody at the sight of him.

He told me of his adventures of the past year, which were far more interesting than mine. He had gotten married, and things were fine for about three months – they had honeymooned in Cancun (both sets of parents chipped in for that) and then had laid around the rest of the summer before going off to college. Unfortunately, it was during that laying-around period that they discovered that they loved to fuck, but that they didn’t really like each other very much, and didn’t necessarily always want to fuck only each other, either.

That their wedding photo got national exposure brought some modeling agencies calling, and while they interviewed both Todd and Marcia, Todd was the one who got the gigs, and finally, a rather sizeable contract. Todd found himself under a lot of pressure from school and modeling, and increasingly from Marcia’s jealousy. His first big break was for a show on New Year’s Eve, and when he told her he couldn’t take her out that night she went berserk. They quarreled, and she didn’t speak to him for the whole week leading up to New Year’s Eve on Saturday night. He went to the gig and when he got home, she had two other guys, neither of whom Todd knew, in bed with her!

They were all in bed sleeping together, and none of them woke when Todd came in – he had been trying to be quiet in case Marcia was asleep, but had no idea what was waiting for him. He didn’t say a word, just turned around and left. He got a cheap motel room for the weekend, and called and left a message for her Monday morning. He moved out that week.

I was stunned – how anyone could two-time a hottie like Todd was beyond me, but I guess that once she’d fucked him a few times that was all she wanted. I asked him, “What did you say to her?”

He shrugged, indifferent. “Nothing much, really. I hadn’t been happy with living with her for some time, and she had no interest in doing or being anything different than the way we had been. I had a whole new career opening up, one which I never envisioned, and she just couldn’t go there with me, and didn’t want me to go there either. I needed to grow, to try – I needed my freedom.”

He continued, staring into his wineglass (we were both on about our fourth or fifth by then), “The funniest thing – when I saw the three of them, in bed, my