Al left for work around ten on this hot summer night, as a full moon lit the night sky. It was dead quiet, only a few crickets chirped and an occasion...l car horn could be heard. At eleven thirty or so, Teresa’s company showed up. He was an average looking guy in his late thirties. He knocked once and she let him in very quickly. Ten minutes later, a cab left Al, at the end of the drive and he quickly snuck to my place. I told him to come inside. He asked me if anyone showed up yet. I described. ”“It’s okay. You’re just being you. When you feel lonely and abandoned you tend to say these melodramatically mournful things and latch onto anyone you can.”“You’re not just ‘anyone’. You’re My Dawn.”“And you’re My Ben.”I turned into the Raley’s parking lot, found a spot, and pulled in the van. Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, I turned off the engine and looked over at my best friend. “I’d like to meet Nick tonight, but if you have no interest, then of course we don’t have to.”“No, no.. It was a big list and included everyone from my friends to my family members to random people from the internet.I also added plenty of movie actors and sportspersons. And though I wasn’t fully sure about it, I also uploaded a picture of myself. I was thoroughly excited to start using the simulator and double-clicked the icon. The icon was a zoomed picture of my mom’s thick red lips.‘MEENA MUMMY CAN’T WAIT TO GET HER HOLES FILLED’ said the welcome screen of the simulator, as soon as I opened it.. He shook my hand and said pleasantly, "Piss off, David."Oh no, Uncle Bob," Annie said. "It was a really nice do you put on. Let David pay for it."“Right, come here,” he said and then kissed her. "Payment received with thanks. Now bugger off."We buggered off.We'd not planned on a honeymoon. Instead, we were saving for a house and I'd already decided that I wasn't going to be a slave to a mortgage. I was going to pay cash. In the time I'd been working for Frank, I'd saved thousands and I wasn’t.