The night in question I was dying to get out and go dancing. I've been newly single and the need to get back out there and meet new people has been i...ching me more and more this past week. I shower up, shave my face, privates, and hop into the shower. Donning some of my stylish clothing I head out the door to a local dance club to get my groove on.It is one of those nights where I am feeling extra confident in myself that I look good, and feel good. I get in, order myself two Vodka &. "You mean the 'Multitude of Sins' lead singer, that Brian Hacker?" Yeah but that's not all that happened," Maria turned to me, "is it Justin."And without even waiting for permission my little sister told the whole story of how we finished up with gold tickets to the 'Sin Pit' and finished up on stage having sex with the band. Though Maria didn't put it quite that delicately, something I think that Terry Morgan found himself liking about Maria a lot. In fact, unless I missed my guess, there. .. good, that's good." He didn't even wait for her approval he simply turned and picked up his stethoscope and walked over to the exam table.As the doctor crossed the room Chris and Jesse both spoke. "Good morning Mrs. Ford," the two former students said, "it's nice to see you again."Dr, Lyon's stopped and turned around and looked at Chris and Jesse questioningly. "Do you two know Mrs. Ford?" Ah... yes sir," Chris said while Jesse just nodded her head, Mrs. Ford was our twelfth grade science. His ebony body with nary an ounce of anything but muscle and sinew. I bet she didn’t catch his stuff in the old palm-a-rooney and read the tarot over it.So lost in my regrets tour I don’t know how many rings had been made, but, I was close, so damn close.“I’d about given up, honey. I was starting to get panicked, whether I should have Tommy drive me over just so I could check on you.”“Why the fuck did you pick that fuckin’ phone up?” I pantomimed to my reflection in the blackened television.