Mark was finishing his soda, and we would be leaving soon. I had another sudden shift in emotion as I started to panic that I would have to leave with...ut seeing Cami again. I rose to my feet and excused myself to the men’s room, not exactly sure what I was going to do, but proceeded in the general direction of the kitchen and wash rooms. I rounded a corner to make my way to this part of the restaurant, and thus Mark was well out of sight, but Cami was dead-ahead. My normal reserve and common. At one point in my early to mid twenties, without keeping score, I was concurrently sleeping with at least four women, all good friends of mine of whom two were married (not to me) and two single. They all knew each other; I believe they had coffee and compared notes once a week; there were no secrets except with the husbands and with the people I was working for and with (why them for another time). In my late twenties one of these married ladies got divorced and I ended up in my own first. It doesn't matter how it happened, or where, or when. All that matters, is that it did, and I can honestly say it's been a dream (and numerous fantasies) come true.I've never known what I wanted to do with my life. Sure there's things I've been interested in and even tried to pursue through college education, but there was nothing I was ever REALLY good enough at. Through all the ups and downs, there was one thing I always thought I might be good enough at, and that was being a breeder. But not. This year Keith Morris had come to the mall with his son for trick or treating, thinking that it would be much safer than out on the streets going door to door. He thought that you never knew just what kind of crazies you'd run into. But since the stores in the mall were holding their own Halloween special, offering candy to the trick or treaters that came by that night, so as to keep some of the kids out of trouble. Keith smiled, glad that these stores had gotten involved with the local.