You get up and wander around your apartment in the dark, the orange glow of the streetlights slicing through the living room window. You have a glass ...f wine to try and make you sleepy, but it doesn't help. It only serves to make you more horny and desirous of a new adventure. The clock says 1:30 and you pace back and forth before making a decision.Quietly you dress and leave the building. The night air is cool against your skin as you walk down the street toward the bar. You turn the corner on. They got out and one hollered " Hey Burt, you got room on that silver beauty for some conch.Porter Green rode up on his motor and greeted everyone, he had a pretty woman about his age on the saddle behind him. Porter introduced her as Inez Peel. Inez said she owned the biggest bar and night club in town. She gave all seven guys a card with My Guest written on the back of it. Inez said they were welcome without the usual ten dollar per head cover charge with her cards. The four piece band. "Damn, I'm sorry to hear that," Brad said briskly. "What can I do for you, Number 42?" That had been Kyle's jersey number. Brad had worn 22. Brad was reminding Kyle of their many years of close friendship. It was a comfort."Well... it's not to the stage where I have to hire you to represent me in divorce court... not yet," Kyle said. "But I was hoping I ask for a favor from you, if you don't mind." Name it," Brad answered. He said nothing else."You are on good terms with old Jake Bruckmeister,. ’ Drawing in a deep, sudden breath, Ariel slipped her hand out from underneath Eric’s big frame and slapped him across the face, hard as she could. Her nails had jabbed him slightly, scratching up his face. His head turned slightly in the wake of the blow. Ariel could tell how mad he was before he did himself. ‘It’s over Eric, you already know! You only cheat once!’ Her voice had risen a few octaves in pitch, sounding legitimately afraid. Eric’s eyes met hers again and this time she wasn’t.