I just want more of the stuff.”“Reggie, and I hate sounding like your mother all of a sudden, but Reg, my man, you have to stay away from that pow...er. You can’t afford it. You can’t afford taking Bianca to these local clubs, either.She’s no good if she’s doing that stuff. Stick with Wonder. Wonder’s young and naive, but she isn’t a coke-head, that’s for sure.”I dropped Reggie off at the Humanities Building, and he gave me a look that chilled me. He didn’t look the same, as though a demon had. "Did it have anything to do with your sudden burst of laughter?" She asked. "We figured the two of you were discussing something sexual in nature, especially the way you two stood there with those shit-eating grins on your faces. Stacy in fact said you no doubt were, and had a pretty good idea what the two of you were talking about." Did she say anything else?" I asked curiously, hoping that she might have, though I was finding it harder and harder to concentrate as my wife continued nibbling. The silence broken as the elevator slows with a whir, the ping of the doors opening as you reach your destination. The click of the key card. The light flashing green as you push on the door handle and slip into the dimly lit darkness with baited breath. Curtains partially drawn, fractured light spilling into the boutique room, a domineering bed taking centre stage alongside dark wood furniture and ruby red furnishings. The drum of his fingers upon the leather bound chair grabs your attention,. "Ed smiled and nodded."Ed," Rose said from the stairway. "I didn't know that you were here.I'm sorry I made you wait. You're a little early." She kissed hischeek."Hey, Rosemary." Ed grinned as he kissed he back. "I've missed you." I've missed you, too," Rose replied as she immediately got caught upin Ed's beautiful eyes, "but if you ever call me 'Rosemary' again, I'llkick you from here to hell and back again." She smiled and kissed him,again."Ed tells me that he calls you Rosie," her mother.