Jean and Scott laughed as they left the restaurant. The sky was now completely dark, the only light was provided by lamps placed every few feet on the wall, from one end of it to the other.

"That was the best stake I've ever had," Jean commented once she'd caught her breath, "we're going to have to come back here again."

Thomas smiled at her, "this date is on us, you're on your own the next time you come here."

"Should I ask what the total was?" she asked.

"No, you shouldn't," Henry answered her, "and no peeking either, it isn't polite."

Scott pulled her close to him as she looked at him. "I'm willing to be your emotional support in this interrogation, but there's usually a good reason the menus didn't have prices on them."

She kissed him passionately. "Alright, I'll drop it," she said afterward, "but I guess that means we have to wait until I get my yearly bonus before we can come back."

Henry rubbed his hands, "good, now that this is settled, we can move on to the next part of the date."

"Where are we going?" Scott asked before nuzzling Jean's neck.

"To Maxine, of course," Henry answered.

Scott stopped in the middle of what he was doing and then looked at his friend, frowning. "But we just came from there."

"That was Maxine the restaurant," Thomas said, "now we are going to Maxine, the club." And with that he indicated they should follow him. They walked to the end of the wall. They turned the corner and saw a lineup and much further ahead a well lit entrance.

"We could be here a while," Jean commented.

"That's why we came early," Thomas replied, "and don't worry, it will be worth it." Over the next thirty minutes they moved half the distance to the entrance, talking and simply enjoying each other. Thomas and Henry had the harder time of it since they had to keep their hands off each other while Jean and Scott almost never stopped touching.

"Thomas Dear!" said a woman, "how have you been?"

Thomas turned on hearing the voice. "Maxine!" He exclaimed, hugging her tightly, "I've been well, how about you?"

She kissed his cheeks, "you know me, I always make sure I'm having fun." She looked behind Thomas, "Oh my, you must be Henry," She kissed his cheeks too, and turned to Thomas, "Shame on you, he's even more handsome then you lead me to believe."

"I didn't want to risk you stealing him from me." Thomas turned and introduced the others, "these are our friends, Jean and Scott."

Scott couldn't help staring, the woman was gorgeous in her pink dress with a 'v' neck that went down deep, framing her large breasts, and then he noticed something that derailed his thoughts. "You're a man," he blurted out before he could stop himself.

"Scott!" Henry exclaimed. The crowd gasped, and there was uncomfortably silent.

Maxine eyed Scott severely and then turned sideways to pose, highlighting her curves. "Do these curve look like they belong on a man?" She asked him in a cold tone still eyeing him.

"No, no, I'm sorry, I didn't mean," but Scott faltered.

She gave him a wide smile, "Calm down, calm down," She said, her voice dropping a solid octave on the second one. "Every one calm down, everything's fine." Her voice was now definitely that of a man. She approached him, "what gave it away?" she asked him in a low voice

Scott was still caught between being uncomfortably singled out and surprised at her change in behavior. "Your Adam's apple," he finally managed to say.

She touched her throat and then bapped his nose with a finger "You're observant," she said, her voice a woman's again, "most people miss that."

Scott finally relaxed, but then noticed that Henry and Thomas were still staring at him. "I'm sorry," he told them, "it just slipped out with the realization that a woman who looked that great was a . . . ." He didn't finish the phrase.

"Why," she said before either could comment on the faux pas, "thank you for the compliment." She then turned to Thomas, "I'm not offended, so you two can calm down, I don't need more knights in shining armour."

With the confirmation from her Thomas relaxed, and then elbowed his boyfriend in the stomach to stop him from glaring at Scott. "She said she was fine."

"Yes, I am, but why are you waiting in line?"

"To enter the club," Thomas answered.

"Did Andrew refuse you entry?" Maxine asked, her tone severe.

Thomas took a moment to answer, clearly uncomfortable. "I didn't ask."

Maxine looked offended. "Thomas, what is the point of knowing me if you won't take advantage of it?"

Thomas opened his mouth, but nothing came out, he scratched the back of his head and tried again, "I'd never take advantage of you."

She smiled at him and bapped his nose with a finger, "funny man. You four, follow me." She ordered.

"We better do what she says," Thomas said softly.

When they were in front of the muscular doorman Maxine pulled Thomas in front of her and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "Andrew," she said, batting her long eyelashes seductively, "This is Thomas, and his friends, if I ask you nicely, will you let them cut in front of all these nice people?"

Andrew looked the lineup over and then at the five before him, his brow was creased in thought for a moment and then he smiled, "for you Maxine, anything."

She kissed his cheek, "you're such a dear," she told him and then led them inside the vestibule.

"How long have you known Thomas?" Jean asked her.

"Oh, since he was this tall," She replied, indicating the height of her knees.

"I was much taller than that," Thomas commented as he took off Henry's jacket and handed it to the girl behind the counter along with his own.

"You never told me how you two met," Henry told Thomas.

"It's up to you honey," Maxine told him when he looked at her.

Thomas seemed to think about it for a moment, "He was my first," he then admitted, slightly uncomfortable.

"Only I was Maximilian back then."

Thomas opened his mouth to say more but Henry silenced him with a finger. "You don't have to add anything."

Thomas nodded relieved.

Scott handed his jacket and Jean's wrap and went through the other door, behind Thomas.

With the others out of the room Henry hugged Maxine tightly "Thanks you."

After a moment of surprise she returned the hug. "You're welcome, care to tell me what for?"

"Your first lover leaves a deep impression on you. You obviously treated him very well."

She looked at the closed door "He's quite a treasure."

"Yes he is," Henry agreed.

She sighed a little. "If only I was a little younger, and he went for more curves."

"You'd still lose him," Henry said.

She looked at him with a smile. "I would, wouldn't I? At least I know he's happy with you."

Henry kissed her on the cheek. "I'm the luckiest man on earth." He told her before joining his friends.