It was as if my father's will had been a nuclear bomb in my life. A bright flash of light for a moment and then nothing but disaster.The phone started...vibrating in my hand and I stared down at it in weary amazement. NOW WHAT?! But as the ring tone sounded off I saw the caller ID. It was Nicole.I was in such shock that the ring kept going and going, almost to the point of hitting my voicemail before I managed to press the TALK button. "Hello?" John?" came the voice, quivering and. Don't ask me how no one ever spotted my indecent gawping, 'cause I just don't know. It's not like I had the willpower to be discreet. Anyway, she said she wanted to carpool with me because, "I don't like trains, and besides it'll fun, you know? Give us a chance to talk and get better acquainted."The program started at nine sharp on Friday morning, which meant we needed to get to the hotel by Thursday night. Salima was working late that day, so I arranged to pick her up from work at about eight. She instantly sends me a message. "Going to be in OKC Thursday night, would you like to meet?"In my drunken stupor my reply was "Sure if you don't wear a bra." I thought for sure I had lost a good chat friend, seeing as we have never chatted with each other in a perverted way. I didn't expect a reply, but the next thing I know she sends one. "What about panties?" No panties, short skirt" I replied. I was being bold with her and it was working. And then I remembered that she told me. Things had been tense between Victor and Amy for several years. She asked, “Do you ever tell her that you love her?”“No,” Victor answered.“So tell her,” Vicki said.The big man paced around the room for a minute and then said, “I don’t like saying that kind of stuff.”“Well, you better start telling that kind of stuff to all of the ladies in your life!” Vicki said.“Hey, I moved here for you and her. I knew that you worried about me every time that I went to work. You wanted to come here where it.