But you’re not wearing the tank top for him, no of course not, you’re wearing it because it’s far too hot in your apartment. You smile to yourse...lf half laughing at the little moment you just had to yourself and plop down in front of the TV to watch a movie before he arrives. Just as you get comfortable you hear his familiar knock. But it can’t be him, how did he get into the building. Ah yes, the spare key you cut for him a month ago when you though he’d be coming by more often. Still a little. I was able to hold her gaze for a bit and she even smiled.But then I obviously wanted too much too fast when I wanted to enter herthoughts completely. It felt like a sting in my head and I closed myeyes in reflex. After that she didn?t look at me again so I gave up.After those frustrating moments, I took the opportunity to meet some ofMr. Steinberg?s friends, when he invited me to a cup of tea on a Sundayafternoon. It was a teacher?s couple in their early fifties and aretired psychiatrist. It. ’ ‘I couldn’t break down. What would you have done?’ ‘Cried with you.’ He playfully punched me in the arm. ‘She means a lot to me, too.’ ‘I know.’ I paused, swallowing back fresh tears. ‘I just … three years, Lance!’ ‘I know, bro, but we’ve weathered worse things.’ He gave my shoulder a squeeze. ‘Can’t we wait for her?’ I nodded, starting to cry again, this time for the hope that I could still have Lacey. ‘Yes, Lance, we can wait.’ We started over that day. Lance and I sat down and decided on a. We fixed a nice waterside restaurant and planned a dinner. As she didn’t have a car, I offered to pick her from her apartment and drop her back. On cue I turned up on time and was stunned when she appeared in front of my car. She was wearing a black sleeveless dress with a plunging neckline. Her thighs were just about covered by the mini skirt she was wearing. I had a massive hard-on which was making me comfortable. I managed to move a bit and adjusted my package. She sat next to me and I was.