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CHAPTER TEN

San Francisco was a town one was able to do in style. There were all kinds of terrific restaurants, nightclubs, and if the theatrical entertainment didn't quite rival that of New York, it was still good.

Al and Judy had one helluva good time, and afterward, they returned to his apartment where Judy spent the night. They experimented with every position he had ever known, and a few neither had ever heard of, before. Sleep finally came to them at seven on Sunday morning, and they slept right through until five o'clock the following morning. Both had the good sense to abstain from any more physical contact, knowing if they started, they would never get through the working day.

"I'd like to see you on the weekends from now on, if you have nothing else planned," he told her.

"I'd like that," she nodded. "Look, I know what you're used to, so let me be the one to say it. No commitments, no entanglements, no promises until both of us feel we want it."

"That's fine with me," Al nodded. "I'm glad you came."

"So am I," she nodded. "I never had the nerve to do it before. I guess if I don't go ahead on out and do things by myself, they'll just never get done. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. It's an old saw, but no truer words were ever spoken. Look, in the place, you know, where we work, let's keep things cool. I don't think it'll benefit either one of us to let them know there's something between us."

"Fine," Al nodded. "Want me to drive you home so you can change clothes?"

"I have my own car here, remember?" she reminded him.