Gordon hadnot even gotten the guy's name, so he'd have to cruise the street until she saw him. Hips swaying, she walked up and down. She wasstopped ...y a cop at one point, who thought Gordon was hooking. Butshe convinced the cop she was just waiting for someone. Shehad to keep walking to keep her legs warm.After four hours of walking, she finally saw him in the massof humanity being disgorged from a building. She grabbed hisarm and pulled him aside."Hey don't scream. Remember me? The. He also looked mighty familiar, but at the time I simply couldn’t place the face“Urm ok thanks, I’ll have another beer thanks” He ordered two Budweisers and asked “Care to join n me?” Which I agreed, after formalities, exchanging names etc, we came back not jobs, careers, Home lives etc. He mentioned that he was working “away” for the past six years, and worked with n “security “ which made sense with the scars on his face, we laughed and joked, he turned out to be down to earth, and had a. .God Wendy, I just can't". "You can't what John?say it, tell me, tell me what you can't do to me, what you can't giveme, I want to hear you say it, I want to...I need to hear the words"." Please Wendy please please don't make me say it, I can't Wendy, Ican't" I hear my pitiful words in my own head and my self loathingescalates to another level, what sort of husband, what sort of man amI. The answer comes immediately. I'm not. I'm neither. What sort ofhusband tortures his wife with his own. Her body shivered and she clutched a blanket around her tightly as she headed for the bathroom."The nightmare had seemed so real!" Scattered images raced through her brain like looking at little bits of a movie film that had been cut into small pieces."She had been fucking Neil!" She realized, "Of all the people she could dream about, it had to have been him!" Stacy closed her eyes and shook her head trying to erase the images; she couldn't believe that in her dream she had been enjoying.