She didn’t want to give her number, was unsure where that would lead. ‘How about I just call you back in a couple of days?’ she suggested. ‘Su...e,’ he said. ‘Couple of days then.’ They said their good byes, and she flipped the cell phone closed. * * * Sean was in his studio. Engrossed in the details, he didn’t hear the doorbell. The music was loud, something by Springsteen, but it was only background noise. His focus was on the canvas, on the delicate tip of the brush as it curled just the right. ... The witching hour approached as we made our way down the short flight of steps from the sundeck with all we needed for a night under the stars: A warm blanket, a sheet of mylar and a storm lantern which was a bit of overkill as the breeze was slight, but it would be easier to utilise than a torch. Tracy carried a small basket into which she'd placed a two litre bottle of water, a box of cheese biscuits and had placed the mint leaves into a sealed bag, which lay on top of my stash-tin that. It was somewhat unnerving that my hands knew what to do as thenail technician worked, though this was my first time.We had one last stop on our day of adventure. You guessed it, the pastramishop! Just kidding, it was the piercing shop. I soon found myself andKelly both with multiple ear piercings, nose and septum piercings, and atongue stud. I also found myself with a long rod-shaped piercing straightthrough my penis head from top to bottom. That latter one really hurt, andapparently sex. Before I could reach the food stand, I passed a gift shop and stopped in my tracks; there in the window was a small teddy bear holding a red heart that said I LOVE YOU. I stepped inside and purchased the bear hoping that it would help melt any awkwardness of this first meeting after so many months of online intimacy. Proceeding on, I grabbed a coke and headed back to the boarding gate to wait. As I returned, the arrival board begins to flash ARRIVING next to the flight number and I could not.