"This is going to be weird for a while, isn't it?" Probably." But... we're still... we can be friends, can't we?" Yeah, sure... it'll just take a whil... until it feels normal again." See, that could be a problem, the time thing." Why?" Well, I kind of told Elspeth she could have Briana over tonight... I was expecting to be able to crash here." I don't think that's a good idea..." No! I wasn't going to suggest that... just... would it be alright if I borrowed your couch?" Sho'..." Don't do it for. He was very handsome, but the beard gave him a sinister appearance. His suit was an Armani and she could see a gold rolex on his wrist. Everything about him from his dress to his mannerisms exuded wealth, power, and a complete self-confidence."Hello Miss Dutton," said the man. "My name is Solomon King."Ann backed up a step when the crimelord named himself. She turned and looked at the door, but an ugly, massive black man had appeared out of nowhere to block the exit. He was hideous. His face. "She's got all her parts working. It seems that it's just me that can't provide her with the baby she wants." Come on Dave..." No!" he snapped. "I've got to face it Jack. I've got to come to terms with the whole thing."I sat and looked at him. David Grant, two years younger, more successful, richer than I would ever be, but here, in the bar, he would have thrown all that away, just in exchange for my sperm count. It was irony come home to roost and it was not lost on me.I had two ex-wives with. Maybe if he lost 20 or 30 pounds and shaved, stopped pretending to keep the hair that was so obviously gone, and was 20 years younger. The other thing of note was that my neighbor, Mr. Watson, though at this point we just called him Will, came through my line during a slow time right before my shift ended. "Hey Sarah" he said as he walked through, only grabbing a few items, sunscreen, some apples, and lunch meat. Will Watson was an average looking guy, but attractive nonetheless. He was easily.