”Except it’s not you talking anymore, it’s her and… And I swear your body bubbles and melts into pink goo, till there she is where you should ...e, rubber hose wrapped around her arm, silver liquid dribbling at the corner of her mouth like lethal mercury.I yank you, her, back into me, lips burning a million regrets against your mouth, your chin, your neck, in a desperate ploy to keep her here this time. The monster howls in delight when I yank your flimsy button-up apart and trail kisses down. But, hey -- I could. With a golf cart, I could handle it, I'm pretty sure.Anyway, walking around the Country Club grounds with this Davey guy; that was no big challenge. It was becoming clear that he wasn't going to treat me like I was made of glass, or something. Davey was kind of a cool guy. Well. That jacket he was wearing. That could use some work! And he seemed a little oversensitive. I could tell that he wasn't accustomed to being in a setting like this one -- where everyone -- at least. I walked out of my office and dropped a fresh CD on Sara's desk. "Gonna need that one printed out and in a binder, lady. Got the title page an' everything. Two copies."She laughed. "And nobody had to go beg you for it?" I'm past the begging stage. How's Johnny an' the new job?"She smiled. "He's lovin' it. You don't know how happy I am that he's outta the construction game." I can imagine," I smiled. "What do the kids think?"She smiled. "Same school two years in a row? New record. They'll be. We’re all friends here. As the story nears its conclusion, Becky and David keep rolling merrily along… * The months flew past, and summer soon turned to fall, which became winter in the blink of an eye. In the meantime, my love for Becky kept on growing as did Becky’s love for me. At least that’s what she said, but there was still Jerry lurking out there somewhere. As for me, the relationship with Becky had done me nothing but good. I had lost the extra weight I had been carrying around and was.