by M. Jespersen
There's a point in an evening gone wrong when time seems to stop, people's true colors come out.
Most had Betty figured for a lesbian. Mitchell knew she liked his wife, just not how much. Frank is front and center, on the floor with Akemi, grinding. Tom the churchgoer, straight-laced, can't hold his liquor. Will he have the guts to join the action? Her husband is standing still.