Gareth and I watched and listened with our hands in each other's pockets and our bodies swaying slightly to the music. After all the matings and re-matings and near misses of the night, I was exhausted. Exhausted and horny, and very glad I would be going home with Gareth. If I was lucky, maybe he would even be a man I could stand next to and wouldn't insist I look up to him--in spite of his height.