A second later I heard a swish of clothing and then was stabbed by a sharp pain on my right wrist, exactly where I’d cut myself on the glass shards ...f Pete’s front door a few weeks ago.What the fuck?I gasped as she pulled me to a stop and got right in my face.“How about you take your own fucking advice and don’t ever tell me you know how I feel, understand?”I stared wide-eyed at her, and then down at where her sharp nails still dug into my arm. The snakehead tattoo that lay on the lower half of. Just then, her phone rang and Paula ran inside to get it. It was the mechanic saying that he would only be able to be there in the morning. “Richard I am afraid you will have to spend the night”, sounded slightly corny but Paula giggled at the same time as Richard processed the news about the mechanic. “I will get the spare room ready for you”. She was not sure if it was the wine or the moment but she reached out her hand and took Richard’s. “Come and help me make the bed”. As he got. So Tom and I headed out of the bathroom, and as we walked into the living room and ran into Mandy. "Hey Dave where have you been, I have been looking for you?" "I was in the bathroom" As I said this, she took me by the hand and led me to the dance floor. "Wait a minute Mandy, it is too awkward to dance in the costume." "Come on Dave just once slow dance, pretty please" "Okay only one dance and then I have to get going." As we started to dance, I felt Tom feeling me up again, he was. Graduation found me Ricky less. He called me one Friday evening and cancelled a date we had to attend a party (and yes – it was that kind of party) and asked me to meet him for breakfast at the Village Inn on Saturday. He cut right to it. He had met someone he had fallen in love with. He told me he would never forget me, wished me well and then got up and left.I was a little stunned. I had no illusions about Ricky and I being in it for the long haul, but I had expected that it would be a slow.