"My stepmother explained to me that my father had a heart attack earlier that night and by the time the ambulance had gotten to him, he was too far go...e. There was a wake and funeral planned for later in the week and she very much wanted me to be there for them both.I made arrangements the next day with the college, informing them that I would be taking a leave from my classes for a while to deal with my loss. I also called my girlfriend to let her know that I would be coming home as well. (She. "Not if you aren't going to be successful," said Nikki, saying the words I tried my hardest to repress for fifteen years."Is something wrong?" asked Nikki."Huh?" I replied, disoriented."You were daydreaming," said Nikki. "I've been doing that a lot lately too. We are going to be so happy together." Happy, why?" I said coldly.Nikki's expression turned to one of worry. "What's wrong Robby?" Answer my question," I demanded."We're going to be happy because we love each other so much," said Nikki. I have never felt such desire. My heart quickens and I feel the heat of desire. You decide to freshen up while I turn on some music and light a scented candle next to the bed. You step out with a slightly surprised look on your face, I excuse myself to freshen up also. When I return, you are in the bed, under the covers. I lie next to you and you roll closer to me and lay your hand on my chest. My arm is wrapped around you and the closeness I feel warms me. I roll over onto my side to get both. ?The innocent ones.? ?No girl is innocent anymore,? he laughed. ?But that’s the kind I’d like to see you with if they actually existed.? I knew that Michael was right to some degree. Lots of girls think that they’re innocent and good, but it’s nothing more than obsessive pride and cockiness. ?A woman can dream right?? I winked at him. I looked out into the crowd. The women there were so-so. There were a lot of mighty fine looking Latinos, blacks, and even a few.