Well ... you have those?" Ah ... I do, somewhere. A gift." From your girlfriend?" I don't have a girlfriend." Ah." Nancy pulled herself in close again... and I breathed close to her and listened. "I have a boyfriend." Oh?" Yeah. So this ... thing. It's not ... you know, long term." The boyfriend thing?" No silly. This thing." Ah." That's alright?" I'm not about to resist you now, no matter what rules you make up." You think not?" Nope." Hmm ... do you know Lisa?" Yup, a little. Why?" She once .... Even the old bill did not bother coming here often. As soon as they left their car and started a walking patrol the yobs would strike and start nicking everything off the car. From the wheels to the lights on the roof, nothing was safe. They could not afford to lose anymore cop cars so they just left the estate alone, which made the club an ideal place to meet up again.Hardly used now, the Curzon was a shabby old club. The main hall with its wooden stage and torn velvet curtains was closed off. She was thankful to me for which I showed false anger as no thanks and sorry comes between friends. She just smiled.After keeping the utensils in the respective bags, I started the Laptop again and we sat together again with the ear phones. She was now bit free with me and was not minding my hand touching here and there, which I was doing purposely as to find her reaction. I was happy to find no reaction from her side. I again poured two drinks in the glasses, which she at first refused saying. His job kept him away from home for many years and apparently his wife had found companionship with a man who lived in their subdivision. I felt terrible for him but outside of listening as we drove there was not anything more I could do for him. We were in Pennsylvania as the snow continued. The interstate had become two ruts, and I suggested we try to stop for the night since the driving snow was becoming trance inducing in the headlights. Dave stopped at several exits only to find no vacancy.