As time drew on I kind of steeled myself for going round to Gina’s. This time I would play it more carefully because though the knee in the balls wa... painful, very painful, the prospect of blowing it with Gina and never seeing her again scared me more. Funny how it all boils down to fear and love when you really analyse it. I left my little house in Bell Street at twenty to eight and again, rather than taking the car, I walked round. It wasn’t as nice an evening as the one on the Monday but. I’ve seen the way Davey keeps looking at you, it’s like he’s a kid in a candy store and he’s seen something he wants,” Moria was saying. “Yeah, and who are you to be talking?! I didn’t think that you and Hunter would make it through that BBQ without fucking each other right then and there! I mean, seriously, girl!” Robbin laughed at her friend’s look. “Were we that bad?” “No, you weren’t, but I’m not sure, were you drooling over Hunter or Lars from Rancid more?” “Oh goddess, do you think. Still, there was a quartet of slutty college whores who were willing to sell it if the price was right, and I was an eager buyer. At a grand a night per pussy, it was something amicable to everyone involved. Rosalind and her three buddies were waiting for me at a coffee house on the corner of College and Bancroft. It was a great place for design students when they needed a caffeine pick-me-up."Oh hiya!" Rosalind waved as I came into sight.I waved back as I approached the group, studying each of. " Yeah ... I know. Me too." Can we still be friends?" Yeah ... sure. We can still be friends." I know I'd like it to be more than that, but..." Merilee ... you want to think about what happened and why. You want to know if it could happen again." I understand. Thank you for talking to me. I'll probably see you around. Take care," she said, still with a timid, quiet voice I didn't recognize.After I hung up, I thought about her. I thought about her a lot. If only she hadn't gone behind my back.