A man who will kiss you for fifteen minutes straight, ceaseless, passionate, over and over, almost suffocating you with intensity — and then pause, ...uddenly: pensively, the crease of his brow and narrowing of his eyes just visible in the glimmers of early morning light which seep in through the gaps in the blinds. He stares into your eyes, out beyond the end of the mattress and into the room, then down to the curve of your neck, down to your shoulder, covered in one of his shirts. You can feel. Ally sat right across from me, next to Alex, and every few minutes we'd catch eyes. We all helped clean up afterwards, and watched the New Year's TV special until everybody had shown up. At about 10:00 the liquor started flowing, the music got turned up, and the beer pong table came out. Ron and I ran the table for a while, and during out third game we faced, guess who, Ally and Alex. All of us had already had quite a bit to drink, so the game lasted almost a half-hour. Eventually, we both. . . they were just echoes of a bad dream. No, he hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in weeks, and the dreams he had were simply a parody of love and the silent betrayal of an oath. Down another street, up another alley, each beige brick house looking like the one next to it, endless in their monotonous acquiescence. Endless broken dreams, they seemed to stand as silent monuments to vapid futility and preening vanity. He thought about the lives that inevitably played out behind all those brick. In many ways we became very close. One day Megan my sister had been peeping into my bedroom when I had been reading a porno story on the internet and she saw what nature had endowed me with. "Oh gosh" bruv she said. "That's one hell of a porker you have there. I wish you were my boyfriend instead of my brother"I tried to chase her out of my bedroom but she said insisted on staying and she got a measuring tape and measured me hard at 61/2 inches. "I know a few girls who would love that up them.".