Louie was happy to see we had brought her something she enjoyed instead of having to drink beer, which most of the time was all there was to drink. Af...er about three drinks apiece, we all were in a pretty friendly mood. Ken had managed to get seated next to Louie on the couch and was sitting quite close to her. He slowly put his arm around her and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She didn't seem to mind him doing that. I went out into the kitchen and got fresh drinks for all of us; we. I could feel my face blushing even more. How about we get out of here and go for a walk? I smiled and replied, I would love to. He held out his hand and I reached out to meet my hand with his. By the way, my name is Damon. Damon, what a name. Im.. Jessica right? Before I could even finish he answered for me. Yes, how did you know that though? I was curious how he knew my name. Well when you live in such a small town news travels fast. He let out a laugh and continued laughing. I held onto his. I sat in a single dusty armchair, not next to her, in case I'd got the wrong 'message.'Eventually she sat looking at me with a cryptic espression. Sighing, she got up and said,"Do you want to come to bed?" Sure!" I gulped.I stood up and she took my hand, leading me through the house to her 'pad.'Her room was bedecked with silk screens that hung down from hooks on the ceiling. On an old dresser there was an old, ornate brass 'hookah' pipe.Her bed was clean and made, covered with a rug sporting. ”“I need to write while my thoughts are fresh,” I explained. “I have an almost photographic short-term memory, but I have to write it down right away. Otherwise they slip from me.”“Understood.”“I know you don’t have a name ... that you tell me you don’t need a name. I need you to have a name, even if it’s one only I know. Will you let me call you a name I give you?”“If it fills a need,” he replied.“I’ve been looking on the Internet for a good one for you. How about if I call you Nebo? Nebo was.