" Any idea what is going on over there?" Something going on?" Red lights flashing all over the place." Haven't got a clue."I left at last call and wen... back to the motel. Connie was behind the counter and I said that I'd heard that there had been some excitement and she shrugged."Some drunk thought he was a bird and tried to fly off the second floor balcony. He landed kind of hard in the parking lot. Broke an arm and a leg."I went to my room and went to bed.The next day was one of those rare. The party was a hit, the brothers were drunk. My husband was in our bathroom vomiting and Barry was helping him. Barry put him in the bed. I walked upstairs and Barry was trying to clean the vomit that missed the toilet and the smell got him vomiting. I ran cold water and grabbed a rag to wipe his head and help. He vomited on me, my dress it smelled so bad it was warm and chuncky, he got up fast to wash his face and was saying sorry. My fast reaction was to unzip and remove the dress. Noticed I. ‘Of course he meant a skirt,’ but from there I have no idea. Looking some more while standing naked the air blowing through my bedroom window livening things up across my skin, Goosebumps appear not only from the air but the anticipation of meeting the person who gave me the order to come. I hear the phone ring it is another friend, 'what timing, I grin to myself' “hi baby. Yes, yes I am heading out…you want to meet? I will be with friends but the more the merrier’ I can hear his breath deepen. Timmy, your previously mentioned nephew, simply mutters a hello. He spoke little, and wasn't particularly notable when he did deign to speak, but his memory was downright uncanny, making him valuable at filling in blanks you may have carelessly left in your notes. Slim, pale, lightly muscled but stronger than he looks, he cuts a decent figure himself, with a handsome face hidden somewhere behind that unsure expression. With some confidence he could be a real lady-killer.Then there's you, Alex.