They said the didn't like the way he treated me, or how I behaved around him. They were right. What respect we'd had for each other was disappearing i... the constant chopping and changing, coming and going, the hangovers and highs. The tenderness was gone, and I knew deep down that it was time for me to go. Ed was on his own kick, and I had gone as far as I could with him. We parted when he set off to the States for the next tour, sadly, amicably, but with a little relief. By then he wanted to. Then I thought about all those weirdtransformations that went on when Steve was my roommate. Maybe he knewsomething that could help hasten Jeff's change into Jennifer. He'd moved tohis own place off campus, but I was able to track him down after Chemistryclass. "Hey Steve can I talk to you for a minute?" "Sure what's up? You miss all that wild action huh? I hear your newroomie is a real wuss. Don't beg me to come back because I am having tomuch fun on my own." " No, I am not going to. You give Mila a quizzical look. “That is my boss. This is her bar. She says to take good care of you.” In your head you could think of a million ways Mila could take care of you. You pull your thought together and decide to order. “I'm not extremely hungry just a tad, maybe an appetizer?” Mila looks at the menu….then at you. “I have just the thing for you. It’s only served in our VIP area. Follow me to the back. I think you will like this.” Confused as you had never seen a bar have a separate. I closed my eyes and pressed on with thisfamiliar task, except my elbow felt different. Unexpectedly I heardMartin groan and felt a hot sticky substance all over my hands. I openedmy eyes and Kate was there with a tissue having caught most of thesemen. "Oh well done, Davina! How was it Martin?" Delightful," he replied to which I blushed."Davina, you can wash your hands in the basin over there," said Kate.Martin cleaned himself. We then set down and had some tea, ratherdisconcertingly Martin.