It was an escape from life in the real world, a way of avoiding the problems of teenage gangs, the threat of hoodlums that had been — and still were...— omnipresent over the last few years.One thing I'd grown to understand more and more since that fateful Tuesday night was that communication with the voice was easy even in the most crowded of places. All I had to do was think of something I wanted to say, and that's what I did now. 'You talk about me having great sex, but if I can't neither can. She had bumped into a guy she went to school with, they hit it off and went for a drink together and things had blossomed from there. It was not, she told us, a serious relationship, yet, but she thought it might be going that way.While I lay there thinking the worse, that I would not be able to share Chloe’s hot, sensual body with Lynne for much longer, Lynne seemed to be pleased for Chloe, bombarding her with questions about her new man. What did he look like? Where did he work? What was he. “Dude, let’s bolt! Tim’s off with some girl and I want somealone time with you!” 5 beers, three joints and a shot of tequila and I still had the commonsense to say no, even with every fiber of my being screaming at me. “Kel,you know I like you and you know I think your hotter than hell, but Timtold me hands off, and I have to respect that.” She made it harder by pouting and rubbing her soft breasts against myarm. “Oh fuck Tim, he always does. I wonder about a life that can never be now. A life that, that by contrast, is so different than what I have now. I can not hope for this to be as I would like it. Doing so would mean not considering you and your situation. So instead I attempt to get through the day as best I can. I muddle through. I struggle to maintain my composure each and every minute of my day. A day that drags on and on and gets harder and harder to get through. Each day I wonder. Each day I tell myself. I tell myself.