“God, I loved your message,” Corinne says as she sets her glass down. “I’ve been looking for the right couple to play with for the longest tim.... There are a lot of couples on that site that expressed interest in me, but I was patiently waiting for the right one.” She pauses and says, “There has to be chemistry or else it doesn’t feel good, you know?”We talk about the usual topics such as work, our favorite hobbies, and favorite foods. By the time we finish our drinks, we are both pretty sloshed. Karl became almost a father to me, and he regarded me as his son. Then one day I confided in him about my family and he almost knocked me over when he told me that his wife had been his own sister, two years his senior. These shared confidences seemed to make us even closer and he told me almost everything about he and his sister as I told him the anecdotes from our honeymoon and everyday life.It was with great sorrow that I found him dead in his bed one day when I came up about a year and a. We don’t cook lamb at home because I don’t like the smell or the taste, but the place had plenty of other dishes that I did like. I looked up their web site on the computer and I knew exactly what I wanted.It was a quaint little place, decorated as one would imagine a Greek establishment would be. With large panoramic pictures of Greece on the walls and fake grape leaves draped over the frames.The hostess escorted us to a lovely crescent shaped booth that faced out into the restaurant. It had a. Her pony tail falls down to the middle of her back and swayed from side to side with every step. ‘Un-fucking believable.’ This time I didn’t say it too loudly. She did say an hour, so fifty minutes is close enough right? Just think, yesterday I was in nowheresville Pennsylvania and today I’m on the top of a mountain in Canada with one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. For the first time in months I can say ‘life is good,’ at least for the moment. Knock, knock. ‘Hello neighbor. Anybody.