The only light in the house came from a candle burning on the kitchen counter. Gav sat up and quite frankly, I suppose he was simply waiting for what ...as coming next. There was no reason to suspend the game, no reason to send each of us to a neutral corner, no referee to explain the rules. The look in his eyes said he was listening for the bell that would tell him that play was about to begin. I stood up and looked him in the eyes, I wanted him to know exactly what I was thinking. ‘You. “I hope so. I know I for one have been on a massive dry spell. I haven’t gotten laid since Elizabeth’s conception.” she sighed. My eyebrows flew up, but I didn’t comment.“So... you’d wanna come with me?” I asked her. She nodded.“Yes, I would.” she said.“Well, I don’t even know if I’m going yet. But... I’ll keep you in mind.” I smiled at her.“Thank you.” she smiled.That left some things to think about. I hadn’t even considered bringing most of my Patriarchy with me. I didn’t even know if I was. Lenny, instantly snuffing the candle, as the film ran out. Wendy muttering “thank god for that, I felt that wax, it was awesome!” May replying “we should try that here and adding that; this next film was fun too and we should try both while we are here!” When it started it was softer, more loving, and gentle, a complete contrast to the other games of that weekend. They on the screen, were just three lovers, they kissed, they cuddled, they suckled, and they fingered till finally Lenny lay on. Some of my best friends aren't my friends, but we're really, REALLY GOOD friends. Then on the other hand, some of my friends aren't friends at all. We're just friends, is all. It's a shame, but that the way it is sometimes. So why do you want to be my friend? We don't know each other. Out of the clear blue you swoop down and say, "HEY! You want to be friends?" --I don't know you! For all I know, you could be an axe murderer! Or worse, you could be Keith Alexander, and you just.