" Ambrose looked up from his notes."I beg your pardon?" said Andrea Jepperson, lifting both of her well-groomed eyebrows and sitting up very straight....mbrose laughed and covered his mouth. "He doesn't want you to set him up, just point him in the right direction. He's never been east of Sacramento."Andrea nodded. "No problem. We can start with Lucy. She's been busily trolling." Now," Mr. Ambrose said, checking off an item on his yellow pad, pursing his lips and looking at me, "we come to a. ‘Christ you’re after a piece of me.’ Harvey nodded so he wouldn’t have to answer aloud. He then decided to explain. ‘I wish to get to know you better and thought we could occasionally have lunch together unless you wished to get away from me.’ She eyed him fearlessly. ‘How often?’ ‘Um every day unless you have other priorities.’ She pushed him to the hilt but he was more than up to it. ‘Would you come shopping with me if I were to buy new lingerie?’ ‘Yes of course but only if I were allowed in. Yes, I met God. No, I'm not crazy … are you going to let me tell the story or not?I was standing in a nice modern style room that had two high back chairs and a small square table between them. I looked around the room for a door but there wasn't one. I called out and no one answered. I yelled for anyone around to hear me and then he showed up. "No need to yell lad I'm sitting right here." Was the voice I heard and sure enough when I turned around he was sitting in one of the chairs drinking. He -hum wahan milenge or shadi wale ghar se ap sir dard ka bahana bnakr apne room aa jana mai apko rat ko chorne aa jaungaTab tak mujhe wife kr anne ki awaz sunayi di mene bye bol diya or uska reply ate hi chat delet karke phone uske purse me dal diya or sone ka natak karke so gya phir meri wife akar so gyi mai puri rat yahi sochta rha ki kese pta karu ki inke bicha kya hai phir mujhe eak idea aya ki knyu na wo naap tol bazar wala pan wala camera kharida jaye phir shadi wali rat mai yahan.