‘Keep dreaming.’ He laughs and toasts me, taking a sip. He’s red-eyed drunk. Good for him. ‘You wait and see. Won’t be long before we’ll n...ed the Cricova cellars to hold the stuff.’ ‘Cricova?’ He leans in, face drawn tight and making intense eye contact. Then he burps. ‘It’s big.’ ‘Gotchya. How’d you find another dentist.’ ‘I didn’t. Darren did. Maybe dentists all get together at bars and talk about teeth or something. Who knows how he found him. He’s not even the same brand. He’s…whatever they. Things didn’t change much, after college. He’d come visit me often in New York City, whether he was off in California, Michigan, Providence. He’d come along with everyone else to my annual New Year’s party, too, with all my other college buddies. We’d wander the streets, go to the movies, go out for coffee, and go out for drinks. We’d talk all night, we’d share beds when my apartment was packed with visitors, awkwardly kissing goodnight while horizontal. I wondered what would happen, nothing. I drove Daniel back to his place as he had cabbed over. He seemed less nervous than before but I could still see the tension in his movements. We got to Jane and he’s home on the outside of town and went in. Daniel made us both a drink while I took a seat on the couch in the living room. He brought the drinks over and then seated himself on the other end of the couch. “Mind if I put some porn on?” he asked “I need something to get me in the mood if possible”. “Go right ahead” I said and he. And the feel against my face or over my shoulders....We smiled at each other nervously, each still wondering. Did the other want more?She smiled at me, just a bit nervously and took my hand, leading me to the stairs. I smiled to myself, as I checked out her shapely legs and ass as we climbed the stairs.She turned and faced me at the top, biting her lip. "You might want to undo a button," I said, winking at her, "or two, perhaps three."She smiled a naughty smile, and undid two buttons with.