So I got dressed and went down to the bar. Got myself a beer. It was quite in there another man and his " girlfriend maybe. I liked to people watch an... thought he was the boss and she the secretary and they was having an affair. I was sat at the bar the 1st beer didn't take long to finish so I ordered another. A few minutes later another man came into the bar and sat 3 stools down from me he also got a beer. I tried to guess what his job was. Traveling salesman came to mind. A couple of minutes. I went to the living room, retrieved my new cell phone from my book bag and put it on the charger.I got back in bed and then I remembered that I hadn’t eaten anything since lunch. I couldn’t stand the thought of another sandwich, though. So I said the hell with it and tried to go to sleep.The problem I had falling asleep wasn’t that I was hungry. The problem was that my mind kept replaying the day’s events. It had all been exciting. But that first fuck with Stan, I couldn’t wait to see the DVD. You are the24/7 love of my life.To Kathy and James: Thank you for your support and diligence. Thisbook would not have been possible without your help.To all the people who are mentioned in this book: Thank you for beingwilling to share the private and intimate details of your life so that othersmay benefit.To the female readers of this book: Thank you for having the courage toexplore this subject. It is my hope that this book will motivate you todream big dreams in life and it is my hope that. ” Me: “You can see me right now?” Voice: “Yes, you are sitting on the bed naked with an open laptop, there is something red on the couch, probably your shirt.” She was completely correct. Me: “OK, OK, I’ll close the curtains, sorry.” Voice: “Please don’t do that.” She was hurried, anxious eve. Voice: “Only I can see you, I would like you let me watch.” Me: “Only you? How?” Voice: “The mirror glass is polarized, I have a filter.” Me: “You want to watch me?” Voice: “And talk.