” I went back to my stuffy cell and tried to get some much-needed sleep on my hard bed. I heard Snake come in, “Close number four,” I heard him ...ay. I felt him sit down at the foot of my bunk as the door closed. “Andrew, are you awake?” he asked. “Unfortunately, yes, how in the hell do you sleep on this damn thing anyway?” That got a laugh out of him. “Guess you get use to it.” I opened my eyes and saw him staring at me.“Did you hear me this morning at chow telling the guys about you and saying. Jim and Belinda looked expectantly at Terry.“Well, after her generosity, I offered her a pizza but she got bossy.”Terry had been gathering confidence from the quiet and appreciative attention of her parents.“She took me to an Italian restaurant which did pizzas and once again she insisted on paying. I ... I started to fall for her but couldn’t do anything while I was still employed at Wilkins.”“So?” asked Jim, in an interested and not unfriendly way.“Well, um, I mentioned that I sang with the. "Close your eyes," shesaid and then I felt her hands massaging and combing my hair back. Ohh,that felt nice. She stroked my neck as she unbuttoned the top button ofmy shirt and pulled it a bit back from my neck. Then I felt somethingbeing pulled over my head. I drank in its musky leather smell. It cameover my face front and sides and then it was pulled under my chin. Itwas actually a very comforting feel of protection and security.Next I began to feel and hear the leather being tightened with. “I’m, Gregor,” he informed me.“I’m Dillon,” I answered.After a pause, Gregor replied, “That’s a sexy name.”I was slightly stunned by the adjective he used but didn’t fixate upon it. I did, however, look at him with more attentiveness. Gregor was no stunner and to be honest, rather unattractive. He had a large bulbous nose that hung above a thick and abundant moustache. The feature that intrigued me most about Gregor, was the size of his wingnut ears that flanked his face like oversized sugar.