I had no social life and knew no one my age group and even after all this time had never had a night out, choosing instead, to just close my front doo... and read, paint, or on occasions, watch TV.One day I came home to find the small landing full of boxes, it appeared someone else was moving in next door and I realised, for the first time it was a front door.I had seen it to the extent, I never saw it. it was there in plain site but I never looked in its direction, I just put my key in my door. Finally, Rachel reached her breaking point. John was devastated. He never imagined being without Rachel. When Rachel left his life, his pride and confidence went with her. His luck with females ran out. He didn't know what to do. John always knew that Rachel would always be there. She was his security blanket. Now that she was gone, he had nothing to fall back on. -----------------------------------------------------------------------Time had gone by and John was finally starting to get over. And he always hopedto make enough money with his power to afford a sex-change operation. Iguess that's why he kept pestering me. I've grown rather successful usingmy powers in certain investigations, like I said."Well, Chris started by telling me I should go into partnership with him,and split all the money we earned. Frankly, I didn't have that much usefor him and brushed him off. Maybe I was too nice. I don't know. All Iknow is every time I ran into him he'd ask me to let him work with me.. ..? I just can't believe this." Gypsy wrapped her arms around my neck as I reached under her to hold her aloft with her ass cheeks in my hands. Her eyes glassed over and she and I shared a nice long kiss as everyone applauded. Still holding her close with one arm, I raised a glass of something sitting in front of her. "Here's to Gypsy, the best partner and best friend a person could ever hope for." I said, toasting her. 'Here Here' and 'cheers' rang out through the group as glasses and bottles.