'Dear Ben, i love you but the shitty British weather is fucking killing me. I moving to warming climates it'll be better for my chest.The house is you...s lad.Now. You always asked me how i made my fortune well today's the day you find out.In the box in a watch my father gave me and it fucking stops time. Have fun i'll be in touch, love ya k**da.'As most would say & Ben did "fuck off!'He opened the box and yes a watch. Nothing special a silver pocket watch. A winder at the top & a button on the. I staggered into the dim lit room and over to the bar to order a drink, looking around I noticed all 15 other patrons were black men. I turned and started for the door, only to have a huge black man grab me by the arm. "Whoa where you going so fast? We have been waiting for you all night, girl." I started looking around for Chris, " Don't worry about your boyfriend, he won't be here for awhile." Next I realized I was surrounded by black men, I felt hands grab me and roam all over my body,. Richards wanted, we wanted to get for him. The problem was not a like/dislike, it was communication. We could never figure out what he wanted. Sean was extremely literal. He dealt in facts not ideas. If we brought something to him, he would like it or not, but never could tell us why or why not. It drove all three of us nuts. We had worked three weeks getting every item shot a dozen times, in all kinds of light, against all kinds of settings. Nothing worked. Then Sean brought in Cynthia.We had. Dan's right. And he was happy with me when I was just a high school girl, before we found out how things are."I knowwww," I said. "But I still worry." What is, is," Dan said."Profound statement there, buddy," Dan 1.0 said. We laughed. "But seriously, Nikki, you shouldn't worry." Thank you all," I said.Cindy and I giggled as the guys fought over the breakfast tab and we parted ways in the parking lot. Twenty minutes later we parked and Dan and I walked into the Engineering Department building..