When Lee walked into the restaurant the place came to a halt.

I'd arrived there first and was munching on some breadsticks when I saw her.

She looked stunning.

Everyone in the restaurant, men and women had one eye in the mirror as they watched her walk by.

She didn't really walk-- she glided past all the tables as she made her way to where I was sitting.

I, along with everybody else, sat in amazement as we followed her down the aisle. Every part of her body worked in unison with every other part-- giving her maximum erotic effect.

I felt a swelling of my ego, and other places, as she slipped into the seat next to me-- knowing that everybody else in the room felt a bit envious of me. After all, I was the one she'd come to see. I was the one she'd go home with.

She purred her order to the waiter, looked over at me and smiled that smile.

For an instant I was back at my apartment with her. I hadn't finished moving in yet and she'd made a picnic on the floor. I didn't give a damn about the food. It was after that that my mind was getting to: Lee and I making love in my half empty apartment.

That was before she told me she was once a man.

I was still thinking about kissing her neck.

"You miss me?"

I snapped out of my fantasy. "Yes. It's good to see you."

"Morgan says you don't want to choreograph another dance for him."

"I don't want to at this moment. I've got other things keeping me occupied."

Like two rouge cops who want to kill me. "Besides, I think I'll wait until I get a bigger company to look at something."

"Like mine?"

"Sure."

"I saw your dance and it was a good first try. I think together we could make you a force to be reckoned with."

I sat there stunned. She wanted me to do a piece for her company. A chance to have it seen in a national tour. As the old saying goes, I may be stupid but I ain't an idiot.

"I'd love to," I responded

"Good," she said, flashing that smile.

We finished dinner and I was walking Lee to her car, thinking how maybe I should swallow my pride and see if she'd like to give it another try-- when out of the corner of my eye I saw them.

Friday and Gannon.

They were sitting in a car, looking over at me. Gannon sat in the driver seat and he slowly raised a gun and aimed it us.

I froze.

They laughed and drove away.

I stood there knowing that they could kill me anytime they wanted.