He gave it a quick tap to bring it into line with the other papers. The bottom of the sheet then swung out so he gave the corner another nudge but not...before he saw in boldface type embedded in the text of the brochure the letters ... B S C.Danny was too polite and still a bit nervous and awkward to ask any questions. He just put everything back where it belonged then, without hesitation, carried Janet’s suitcase to her front door. Finally Danny said rather clumsily, “Goodbye ... and ... and. ." I'm absentmindedly responding, still taking all of this in.“And I’ll move your wardrobe from the other closet to this one too. I just wanted the options right there available in case you wanted something different.” I just nod in response.You continue the tour, back down the hallway. "This will be your birthing suite," you push open the door to an empty room, "It’ll have everything you need when the time comes."The reminder of the fetus growing in my belly suddenly makes me feel like I. We had a great time watching the Giants annihilate the Cubs while we sat in the bleachers. We drank beer and ate peanuts that she fed to me. I licked the salt off of them as I would her clit every chance I felt safe trying to get away with it. We took the train to Rush Street to grab a stuffed pizza for dinner and then head out to a jazz club. We took a communal hi-top with a couple of young professional types who looked as if they turned Happy Hour into Happy Night. ‘How long have the two of. As much as you can, anyway. Tell me what couldhave happened.'The most I've said in my new voice, and I can hear it starting to wavera little.He leans back, and considers me again. Possibly for the first time.'Give me a minute to think about it, if you don't mind.'So I do, and cast my gaze around his room. No art. A big wall screen.Huge panel speakers, no effort to blend them in. Papers. A vendingmachine. Inside an apartment? An old-fashioned pin-ball machine, a lotof people wouldn't recognize.