Luke, still trying to pacify my victim, whips his head around. “What thing?” he asks.“That thing! That pocket book thing,” Henry said pointing...Luke does his best to keep her head below the window line as he hands it over to Henry, who opens it up and rifles through it until he finds them. “Okay,” I say while looking at Henry, “I want you to find her car and take it to her place. Text me when you’re done and someone will come and get you.”“Why me?!” Henry says.“Cause I’m alittle fuckin’ busy. Bill had been a tough with Mike, but strong handhad made Mike the successful young man that he is.At six foot two, two hundred and twenty pounds his beefy muscular body andgorgeous black haired face he was irresistible to women. Owning a smallconstruction company, made him a great catch. However, at age twentyeight, Mike was not ready to settle down. His mean rugged look easily toldthe women he'd pick up that they were to just be his fuck toy for the nightand not to even ask him anything. "I think I will" Mom happily accepted. To give a little history on Mom and me, my folks divorced when I was 10, and I went to live with my Dad as Mom was returning to school for her real estate license. After two years Dad had met and planned to marry his girlfriend of over a year. She would be moving in with her 6 yr old daughter. Since Dad was starting a new family, and Mom was now finished with school and working steady, she suggested I come live with her to start and finish my high. I was pretty sure he'd had Ford, in the Biblical Sense. (Hey -- do gay guys do it in the Biblical Sense?)Once again that evening, the four of us made a pretty joyful group, and the loud laughter coming from our table probably annoyed some of the other customers. Why is it that sometimes, other people having a good time can be so annoying? I've felt the same way, on occasion -- vaguely resentful of the happy group at the next table over. Why are those people having more fun than I am?Tonight,.