Candice _(1)
Candice knew it was a bad idea. She met Max at a play she and her husband Greg had attended. It had been a dumb play where people act as dogs. Max was an interesting man. Bigger than her husband, mustached and far more assertive. He must have spotted her looking at him because he walked right over and introduced himself. “Hello, I’m Max. How are you?” he opened. Candice replied that her name was Candice and her husband’s name was Greg. Greg said hello but Max glanced at him and talked only to her. They talked about the symbolism of the dog and man. The nature of both overlapping. She found him interesting and liked his eyes. The bulge at the crotch was a little intimidating. She pretended not to notice. She thought that …