The Marcel Dzama paintings are fantastic. I've seen them before but theystill have in impact. What makes it more interesting is watching Billytake it ...ll in. I can almost hear the little computer in his head makingwurring sounds as it processes it all. I take a particularly long time tolook at a painting of a sad looking tree-man with owls and squirrelsliving in his head. Something about his resigned expression speaks to me.Billy squeezes my hand. It is a gentle movement that takes me. I ordered some through the internet. The usual stuff; a vibrator and some lube. We used it and she didn't like it so it went into the drawer. Well, she starts work at 7am and, unlike some of my previous girlfriends, she doesn’t like sex in the morning. I, on the other hand, always have “morning wood”. I don’t need to be out of the house for work until 9am so this leaves me a lot of time alone in the morning. One morning, after again being turned down, she went off to work and I started trolling. ‘Don’t beat yourself up, we’ve both made mistakes. I’m just glad you love me and I love you and we both finally know it now.’ Jake kissed her, soft and warm on the lips. ‘But didn’t you know I loved you? I’d told you before, remember?’ he asked. Heidi blushed, ‘I thought you’d changed your mind, after you found out how I’d lied to you about Fitz,’ she said demurely. ‘What, you think my love is so weak that I could just change my mind. I’ve loved you for years, Heidi, and I’ll never stop.’. It sounded old. Keme had never heard it before. He doubted the child had either, not with her ears anyway. ‘I know where the report is,’ said Evelin, suddenly interrupting her own song. ‘Do you want to know where it is, Keme?’ Keme felt cold. He hadn’t introduced himself to the child, nor to the worn man. ‘I will tell you if you want me to,’ said the child, coyly. ‘Sure, that would be nice,’ said Keme, trying hard to sound friendly, not spooked. ‘Come to me, I’ll whisper it in your ear.’.