“I love you. I love you. I love you, my little friend,” the words softly sang. “Thank you, God, for my buddy.”The buzzing alarm awoke the man,...and the memory of that beautiful morning faded, leaving him empty with loneliness. The apartment, still in the late evening, felt as vacant as his heart. The minutes ticked slowly on his bedside clock, reminding him of his hunger. In the distance, he could hear the sounds of vehicle traffic, hushed and oddly quiet. He realized it must have been snowing,. During the drive east along Highway 2, Dan noticed Sandra was a little apprehensive, “Are you doing okay?”“I guess I am a little quiet. You are my first date since my husband, Roger, died. We always did my slutty wife fun together. We had talked about having another baby a few days before he died.“We can turn around and go home and stay in for the night if you’d prefer. It wouldn’t bother me in the least.”“No, thank you, Dan, for understanding but I need this. I need you to love me so I can. " I tipped my head at Dallas."Silly Monkey?" Yeah..." Okay, cool. We... uh... we didn't have a name for you guys, so we just..."Bob let his voice trail off and he handed me one of his flyers.Theirs were a lot cruder than ours. Okay, they were terrible. You'dthink that out of a group of guys who were such hotshot musicians orwhatever they'd have at least one person who had some other skill set.But whoever drew them hadn't advanced past stick figures. Cream CornSuperstar and Guests. . ’ I understood what Jania was thinking. ‘I don’t have a blindfold with me, unfortunately.’ ‘Then we’ll just buy one.’ ‘Where?’ Ruth asked. ‘I doubt they sell blindfolds in the small store in the lobby.’ ‘No, but there’s sure to be a few adult stores in the area.’ Ruth’s mouth fell open, and I had to try incredibly hard to hide my amusement at her reaction to Jania’s comment. ‘Come off it, Ruth. I know you have a dildo. You’ve used it on me.’ ‘Yeah, but…’ ‘But what?’ ‘I’d bought it.