He was a hippie at heart, who lived in a small house up in the mountains that overlooked Davenport. He had a degree in philosophy, wrote poetry, and h...d lived with the same woman for 35 years without ever getting married. He was a strange guy with a dreamy personality and one of the few people Mike ever met who was totally satisfied with his place in life. He had no desire to move on: he was content to spend his existence fiddling with parking meters. A few weeks later Mike would figure out why. Kate saw the egg, looked slightly confused as Gwen looked at her and said, "It's a toy. Have you ever used one?"Kate shook her head no as Gwen continued, "You should it feels amazing." Gwen then took the egg, turned it on so the soft vibration sound could be heard, while starring at Kate, and put it inside herself. She then gave a soft moan. "Kate you have got to try this."Kate stood memorized in trance as I said, "Kate, could I get a second glass of wine?"Kate looked at me and said, "Yes. “Yes?”“I’m looking for Victor Freeman,” came the reply.“Take four steps back and put your bag down on the path.”The woman looked puzzled, but did as she was asked.“Now come forward again, leaving the bag there.”She obeyed again. Jeanette opened the door as Victor arrived behind her and the two men came up behind the woman.“Angela!” shouted Victor, a big smile lighting up his face. Angela darted forward dodging Jeanette who had half turned on hearing Victor, and the two began a prolonged hug.“I. They seemed to believe that if they just existed in the same room, they were spending quality time together. The very thought made Evan yawn. So he decided to do something different for Christmas this year. He booked a suite at a ski resort, loaded up the car with his gear, and drove into the mountains to celebrate the holidays with his favorite person: himself. When he arrived at the resort, the brilliant white of the newly fallen snow gave the resort a glittering look of splendor that Evan.