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seen that finally sent
him running?
    Thunderstruck, Julia shook her head. Falling
onto the chair, she scooped up her book. If this crazy first night
in New Orleans was an indicator, what could she expect from the
next five?
    * * *
    It was difficult paying attention to the
various speakers that churned through Power Point after Power Point
presentation during her seminar the next day. She diligently
scribbled notes on the provided handouts, trying to catch the key
points, but couldn't seem to keep her mind from wandering.
    It wasn't just the crazy tarot reading that
spun through her mind. For some reason she kept thinking of La
Luxure . She couldn't help but wonder if it was like the
Goth-type bars described in books she'd read, where heavy
industrial techno pounded through the speakers and sexy bodies
writhed on the dance floor and fetish acts were performed live in
cages. She wondered about the dreadlock guy and his weird reference
to her blood type. Was he a regular patron of the bar? Was it
merely a drinking establishment or something more?
    More than once she tried to force the
thoughts from her head and concentrate on whichever current speaker
was at the podium. And every time she failed. She wondered what it
would be like to actually walk down that narrow alley and go
inside. What type of people might she meet?
    The thoughts were nothing more than mere
fantasies. She probably couldn't even find the place again, let
alone drum up the courage to go inside.
    Lunch was a welcome escape from the monotony
of droning speakers. The caterers wheeled in Cajun favorites:
gumbo, crawfish, jambalaya, red beans and rice, and po'boys. There
weren't any oysters, but Julia wasn't complaining. A Bloody Mary
was all she needed to complete the meal.
    Oh, they had those too.
    Welcome to New Orleans.
    "They've really thought of everything, huh?"
the guy standing behind her in line said.
    "I don't know how they think we're going to
be able to concentrate this afternoon after a Bloody Mary or two,"
she replied, turning to greet him. He was around her age, late 20's
or early 30's, with sandy brown hair and a decent physique hiding
under his blue polo. He was cute and Julia was reminded of her
tarot reading. It was within three days...
    "Maybe there's a siesta scheduled next."
    "That'd be nice," she laughed. "But there
might be one anyway, scheduled or not." She held out her hand.
"Julia."
    He shook it firmly, which she liked. She had
no use for men who wouldn't shake a woman's hand the same way they
shook a man's. "Dave." Their nametags announced who they were, but
it was nice to declare it formally. "So, Alton?" he wondered,
reading the rest of her nametag. "That's outside of St. Louis
right?"
    "Yeah, just to the northeast."
    Dave grinned. "I'm from Columbia." His tag
read, Columbia Water & Light .
    "Oh, like Mizzou ?"
    "Exactly. We're practically neighbors."
    Columbia, home to the largest university in
Missouri, was roughly halfway between St. Louis and Kansas City:
about a two-hour drive from Alton. They might not be the, "can I
borrow a cup of sugar" type of neighbors, but it was certainly
doable for a relationship. Of course, that was assuming Dave was the love the tarot reader had predicted, or that there would be
a new love at all. She was really jumping the gun.
    Presumptuous or not, the prospect was
exciting.
    "So, are you down here by yourself?" She
nodded and Dave seemed pleased to hear that. "Well, you're welcome
to join us." He gestured towards a table with a lone blond man
sitting at it. "I'm here with my coworker, Mike."
    "Sure. Thanks." Subtly, she slipped her book
into her purse. Blaise would have to wait until later.
    "In fact, we're heading out to Pat O'Brien's
after the conference for a drink if you're interested. Mike's
girlfriend Beth came down here with him, so it'd be the four of
us."
    As the token vagina, men were always trying
to pair her up with another of her kind. It was unnecessary. Julia
worked almost exclusively