We were walking to the entrance of the county fair. Ready for a wild and fun night. I had just spotted a guy across from me walking to the entrace o...posite us. He was about 5'7, athletic body from what I could tell. Black hair, brown eyes. After my friend and I had walked into the fair, he said, "Hey man, you see that guy over there? Hes been staring at you for like, the past fifteen minuetes." I followed his finger past the concession stand we were at and across a small park where sat. A bouquet of flowers in a cut glass vase and two candles graced the table. She seated me at the head of the table, each woman close by on either side. We started with a salad served on chilled plates, with an icy fork. We shared a bottle of Korbel Champaign. Our next plates were rare beef fillets, sliced thin, tiny herbed potatoes and steamed, fresh vegetables. With the entre, she poured a fine, blood-red Zinfandel, fruity and rich. The meal was light, doubtless it was designed to be so. We. It was also dark, but I had a new high lumen LED light. It didn't reach very far down the road but I wasn't supposed to be able to outrun the light. I hadn't really used it before that night so I wasn't sure what to expect as I started the trike for the ride home.I had always been very careful to plan so that a night ride wasn't necessary. I decided to take that opportunity to assess the dangers. When I got back to town I decided that as long as there was no traffic and no deer crossing the. I was fascinated!I found myself a little embarrassed as I looked through them with the guy who brought them over. “Where did you get these?” I asked excitedly. “Found them in the dumpster behind Haley’s Market” he said proudly, “and I think there are more, but I couldn’t reach them by myself.”“Let’s go” was all I needed to say as we headed up the road. We managed to dig a few more out from under some boxes that had been thrown on top. Some were too wet and nasty to salvage, and some looked like.