After the second glass, Tom’s fate was sealed. * Tom was woken at 10am the next morning by a knock on his front door. He wrapped a towel around him... walked to the door and found his neighbour standing there in a short black flared skirt and low cut stripy top. She looked slightly uncertain and was staring at the floor. “I brought you some coffee?” Hannah said hesitantly, holding up two takeaway coffees. She studied his reaction eagerly, but his smile told her that maybe she hadn’t gone too far. That’s when I got up off the ground. Faith stood up soon after me and brushed herself off. ‘Hey, try not to be so clumsy next time, B.’ Faith teased. Reality came rushing back to me as I recovered from my high, and I turned to walk away, morbidly embarrassed. Faith’s hand wrapped around my right arm, though, and she pulled me back to her so our torsos were pressed firmly against each other. ‘On second thought…’ Faith said silently. ‘Maybe you being clumsy isn’t so bad, after all.’ And she. Of course I had to respond to this. I sent her a simple e-mail saying that if it wasn't for her being married, I would say we get together and fuck like to epileptic rabbits with hiccups. I had no idea what kind of reponse it was going to get, but boy was I surprised.The responding e-mail informed me that the last time she had gotten any from her husband was the previous Febuary, and it was now nearing June, over a year later! She continued to inform me that all I had to do was name the time. She would eat, sleep, and watch television: mostly children's shows. She didn't want to talk to anyone or see anyone, other than Tom, Helen, or me. And, then, the three of us were kept at arm's length. She spoke when she had to. She also stopped caring about her appearance, letting her hair go unwashed or combed, and she would wear the same outfit for days on end, not even bothering to change for bed.Tom, Helen, and several of their friends met at Melody's on Friday morning, two weeks after.