"Just across the way there stranger," the man said. "Walk past the saloon and it will be on your left."The two men thanked the porter and moved off to...ards the hotel. "Do you think he's here?" The younger man asked."I'm not sure, but if he isn't then I'm guessing that he's in some kind of trouble."Shanking his head slowly the younger man chuckled and said, "That seems to be something that we all know about isn't it Virg?"The two men walked slowly across the street until they heard a. Girls never turned me on before. Don't misunderstand me, I never thought that there was anything wrong with two girls making love if that was their thing, I just never thought it was my thing. Man was I ever wrong. I discovered that last Saturday night. I now know that I'm definitely Bisexual and I love every moment of it. I don't remember when Rachel started wearing her miniskirts and going braless but I can tell you that all the guys sat up and took notice. Actually, her clothes revealed more. She sighed. Would he get his memory back? Where would they go? What would happen next?Disturbing images flashed behind closed eyes, a kaleidoscope of memory fragments and emotions. Bianca never knew when she slipped from disturbing reality into a disturbing restless sleep.AN OWL HOOTED ITS lonely night call. Hay smelled dry. Bianca muttered in her sleep and moved restlessly. I held her tighter. I'd been so self-absorbed I'd forgotten what Bianca must be feeling. How could a fourteen-year-old. The smoke is bitter and harsh, barely remembered. But my hands have the proper muscle memory for the act and I put the butt to my lips.The first drag makes me cough, just like it did when I was fifteen and bummed a smoke from my very first crush. He’d been the boy from the wrong side of the tracks my daddy would have had heart failure over. His name was...“I remember you now.” I say.“Do you?” He smiles and wraps his coat around my shoulders.“Lucian Martinez.” I take another drag from the nearly.