Jim slowly drifted from that soft place his dreams were in, to this hard uncomfortable place he was in now. He could feel hands holding him, and someo...e's glaring thoughts, as they forced their way into his consciousness.As he recognized the thoughts, a soft feeling of love enveloped him, and he knew he was in the best of hands. The thoughts of Tom recovered from his wounds, made everything great, now.Tom's sobs of relief faded, as strong arms wrapped themselves around him. The strong scent of. I finished my double order of steak sandwiches in the coffee shop while she watched from across the table. Jennifer only had a salad. She obviously wasn't in the mood to eat.I asked the waitress to remove everything except the coffee. I then laid my folder on the table. I flipped to the middle of it and pointed at some storyboard illustrations.I looked at her while Jennifer was gazing at the pictures. "Jennifer, I hate to admit this, but the idea you're presenting here is great. I know Roger's. I was the one who hadn't planned ahead.And so, I began looking for handrails. Something to hold on to. Anything to prop me up so I could come to some kind of a future without her. I thought one handrail might be Angela, but I could never approach a girl like her. Maybe hookers. But hell, I didn't have money for hookers.Then, I realized there were two handrails that I could hold on to and they could never be taken from me. They were these two facts:1. A high school girl had actually sat on my. And speaking of fantasy, I thought, I was about to drive past a place that made it reality. Just a bit further down the road, in purple and magenta neon, shone the word “Taboo.” On the facade of a squat and unassuming building, nothing else hinted at what one would find inside. To the uninitiated, it would only be the source of rumination; the building nobody knew about, but everybody wondered on.Taboo was, without a doubt, the most exclusive nightclub in the city. Granted, it was a small town,.