As I stepped to the podium, I looked back at Blake who was standing next to the curtain, just out of sight of the crowd. He was looking at my ass. And when I walked back toward him, after receiving the award and stumbling through my acceptance speech, he was gawking at my tits. He had made no secret of his desire that evening. On the drive. In the receiving line. At the bar. His eyes and the bulge in his pants were aimed...