She bounced, rather than walked, from door to the bar and then to tables from where friends were hailing her. Her reasonably attractive face was anima...ed when she smiled, and she apparently smiled constantly.Her husband, predictably, was at least six feet, four inches, tall. He seemed almost to be stooping when he came up behind her to stroke a shoulder. He wore a beard on his chin; perhaps he called it a short goatee or something.Brad was on his feet in a second and making his way past the. My vehicle is stored in a garage behind the building ready for use, usually for a trip to the grocery store.Three months ago a young black family consisting of what I assume is mother and daughter moved into the apartment beside mine; I watched them move in, but never really got a good look at them. If there is a male of the family, he has yet to reveal himself.Lately the noise of items hitting our shared wall has become disturbing. Sometimes it sounds like a war with the shouting and the other. "You have to be punished for humiliating me," I said."Whhhhhhhhhat do u mean?" Abbey looked flabbergasted."You have to make it up to me," I said, "or I just leave right now and tell mom and Aunt Mary what happened!" Ok, ok, ok" she said cutting me off as I headed for the door, she closed the door and locked it. "What do you want from me?" she asked."Well' I said, "I know that you have had boy friends so I figure you must know all about sex."She looked shocked. "So!" she said."Well now your. The only solace from her thoughts is the repetitious bite, chew, swallow that comes with eating. It’s not much of a distraction, but it’s a distraction. The shower isn’t much different, that is until she cuts off the water and steps out. There in the doorway is Rick with the biggest smile she has ever seen on anyone. The girl blushes red for a moment and then quickly grabs her towel, wrapping it around her body.“Now, now,” the man says soothingly. “I didn’t think you were the shy type. I’ve.