She beckoned me further and further away from the road, tangling her t-shirt just out of reach in one hand, while holding her backpack with most of my...clothes in with the other. We were about fifteen metres away from the road when the speed walker appeared in the pool of light that we'd stood next to only moments ago. The figure how revealed themselves to a woman, perhaps forty years of age, and in entirely sensible walking gear. Our rapid retreat into the park had apparently grabbed our. John Bordon was waiting for me. "Mr. O'Rourk, we finally meet. Come into my office."I looked at my wife's lover. He was about my size and good looking, but appeared to be a few years older than me. John looked nervous and well he should. He was being confronted by the husband of a woman he was romantically involved with--and had been for years."This is pretty awkward. For the moment, I don't see why I agreed to meet with you. I take it that you aren't here to start a fight or anything like. I want to take at least three weeks off or I’m not signing any more contracts for further movies.’ ‘Come on Chase, I know your feeling a bit drained. You’ve just finished filming. But we have to promote, that’s part of the job.’ ‘I realise that Jack, and I’ve been promoting the shit out of this movie, but man, I haven’t had a vacation, or even a break from scheduling for five years. If I don’t have one soon I’m not going to be able to keep on going like this. I’m nineteen for Christ sake. I. Jeezthat's my type, and I can't stop thinking that. Holy shit? Accept it,girl. Yeah you Jena.And then if you actually do and if it goes well like you want it to andhope it does and even expect it to? Could you actually be someone'sgirlfriend? How the fuck could you pull that off? or could I even seemyself as one? A girlfriend like I've enjoyed having and looked forwardto be with?Big fucking challenge or a stretch, or is it?Another million dollar question that you kick around in your head orkick.