I won’t.’ He reminded himself continually. And went back to the hopeless task of following a lecture he’d lost track of long ago. As the lecture...ended, he turned to her, was stunned again by her face, and much to his chagrin couldn’t stop himself opening his mouth: ‘I see you shared my difficulty with the maths.’ She laughed contemptuously at him, and said with sugary sweetness, ‘Actually, no. It was too easy.’ The surprise showed on his face. ‘You understand it? I wish I did. I love my. ' The voice showed no emotion. No angerthat I didn't listen. Just blindly stating for me to please use thatdoor. I definitely didn't want to hear that noise again.The floor was perfectly lit up. It was small, almost broom closet sized,but that was the floor. I'd describe the walls, but what I could see,there weren't any. It was like staring into space. It wasn't a darkness,because the floor was pure white and the light should have illuminedmore than the 4 square feet I was standing on. But it. Which brings us back to Big Tony, who liked his rum. He drank it with just a little ice, 'cause he didn't want it diluted with Coke or anything. And he didn't want it a shot at a time, either. Instead, he would get a plastic cup - one of those big throw-away cups, holds 12 or 16 ounces. And he'd throw some ice in there, and fill it half-way with rum. And since everyone else at the bar was drinking out of bar glasses, there was no question about which drink was Big Tony's.But there was Sam,. He seem quiet around people he didn't know but mostly happy a lot of the time. He seem to all ways help the other neighbors out with things namely 3 old ladies name, Beth, Ann, Veronica. They were in there 50's and live together in a big house. He would help moan their lawn and help them with the grocerUnknown to Chris they were swingers who live a long and wild life. Beth use to be an erotic dancer, Ann ran a brothel at one point; Veronica was a dominatrix at one point. They all made enough.