I got it!", she said entusiastically, "Didn't you just move in across the street?" Elmvale Avenue??" questioned Vito."Yeah. That's right. I just liv... across the street and up one. I'm Jenny" Pleased to me meet you. My name's Vito Scaletta."The two talked for a short while about the neighborhood before they reached Jenny's SUV, and they said their goodbyes and went their seperate ways.Chapter two Invitation to her inner circleLater on that afternoon Vito was mowing his lawn and thinking about. Also, she hadn’t moved out of the house we bought. She had gotten a job and made decent money. Also as of four years ago, she was still driving Willhelm, the name she had given the Mercedes. Twenty-one years old- I told you it would last.She answered the phone, to my surprise.“Jenny? It’s Johnny.”I heard her squeal in what seemed like pure delight.“JOHNNY!” she screamed, “It’s so great to hear from you, haven’t seen or heard from you in-”“A while, I know.”“Four years, ten months, twelve. I was very excited that she was sharing this experience with me. I felt that it meant she trusted me and I knew that was a big deal for someone like Jill.We made our way down the long hallway to a room that looked like it belonged in a movie. No wonder this place was so expensive! It was a huge room with two massage tables in the center. The floors looked to be an elegant marble material with gold flakes sparkling throughout. The walls were covered in a rich-looking purple, material that I. I think, 'here comes Mister Vente-with-room-Americano.'" Sounds like a good system." Yeah." He looked at me thoughtfully. "But we already have a gal that orders the same drink you did for her husband every day. I guess you'll have to share her name in my head. Unless you tell me your real name of course," he added, with faux innocence."That was smooth. It's Diana," I said, feeling girlish as I extended my hand to be gently shaken."Tom."There was an awkward pause."So another woman orders the.