Delicious nights of sex and fun. Kinky nights when they had pushed out the envelope of their individual fantasies and had discovered new depths and he...ghts of pleasure.In her mind's eye she saw him: so tall and beautiful. So young and full of delicious energy.'Like a Greek god', she thought as she pictured the white athletic torso quite devoid of body hair except where it forested between his thighs and over his lower belly. And thrusting out of that bush of black hair, the great thick column. Even from the great distance that lay between him and the first checkpoint, he could hear the cries of anger and fear as all were turned back. His vigil was constantly interrupted by frequent telephone calls from friends and coworkers who had heard of his ignominious suspension and wished to offer words of sympathy. He bore the first twenty or so with good humor, but, eventually, was compelled to shut off his cell phone and turn the ringer off on his land line.He watched his city devolve into. "That would be great", I said.Two days later we were on the train heading south. The countryside flashed by, taking me away from my troubles; the disappointment with Fred seemed a distant memory. My mind was elsewhere, imagining what lie ahead in the next few days. "Would I meet some handsome stranger", I thought to myself; I was jolted back to reality by Doreen thrusting a drink in front of me."Coffee!" She said. I looked up; she stood there swaying in the isle, smiling at me, a drink in each. ..”I cut her off. “It means I wanted to kiss you, my lips on yours. I knew I would enjoy it, so I was greedy like a child for that kiss. I made a choice and did a work-around to get it because I could. It is another part of sex to me, a part of your body that was denied to me. No more than that. Do not get your hopes up, it says nothing about when or how you leave.”“If you say so.” Maybe she could read kisses. But since I am a psychopath - according to three now-dead expert doctors - I was sure.