The evening seems to pass like time has slowed down as I worry about how to act when we next see each other, and when it is finally time to climb the ...tairs to bed I feel a tremor of apprehension as we pass your door, the sound of sexy cylons in the new Battle Star Galactica audible in the background.I immediately notice things have been moved slightly in our room while my wife busies herself getting ready for bed. I undress down to my dark blue figure hugging boxer shorts before climbing into. Half the plant's dark..." The display had four letters on it: N-I-N-A."Hi, Nina," I said."Hi, Dan!" In my mind's eye I could see the smile that accompanied that tone. "I just got in the car. I'm on the way home. Just wanted to call you." Be careful while you're driving, Nina..." I am, Dan. Uh..."I beat her to it. "What's your day look like tomorrow?" Nothing," she said. "Well, Grandma and I go to church. But we're home at noon. Why don't you come over and meet her?" Meet your Grandma? You sure?. While we are chatting i said i love you aunty . There was no reply from that time at night i got a message come to my tomorrowI went to her house . I said i am sorry . She said first you sit down . She came sat beside me and said this is wrong you should not do like we are close enough we are a good at our relationship but not like this .I was disappointed she saw and gave a kiss on my fore head.I took her and started kissing her she pushed me and said you such an idiot dont have commonsense at. The glass shaft twinkled in a stray sunbeam, as if winking at her. She peered at the price again. Ridiculous! Maybe, if it was still here come payday...It was.Allison hurried home, much-smaller paper bag nestled discreetly in the bottom of her secondhand Vuitton handbag.Alone in her dinky living room, she reverently unwrapped her prize. It was oddly cool to her touch. This was no toy, like that silly, absurdly pink thing Miranda had given her. This was weighty, solid, serious. The blunt torpedo.