At least, I thought so. I started keeping some of the paragraphs and one or two of the storylines were coming together.There weren't many other people... who used the pool in the evenings, but it wouldn't have mattered if there had been. I ignored them all. The noisy kids, the pudgy teenagers, the wrinkled old women who should know better than to wear thong bikinis. OK, I peeked at a couple of them. But only once. That was more than enough. And, well, that one teenager that lived up on the fourth. "Stephen had no idea what that meant, but figured that, at the least it was an opportunity to ask where the hell this place was: "I'm sorry to disturb you...um, sir...but I think I'm lost...could you tell me where I am?"The man chuckled and answered "You awake to find yourself in a dark wood, where the right road is lost and gone, eh?"'Great a riddle dream!' he thought. Stephen decided to be more direct: "Excuse me...sir? Would you tell me who are you, where I am, and why in God's name am I. I wasconscious that I was somehow different. I was reminded of Gandhi whosaid something about how he loved Jesus, it was Christians he had aproblem with.After university I got a job working for the newspaper in my town andgot to interview lots of local people. My boss, Lorraine, wouldsometimes get annoyed with my unwillingness to compromise my integrityin a story and how prim and proper I was for a man. She said she didn'tknow any other man like me although she knew several ladies like. If you want to have sex or relationship with someone for their body, then there is something wrong with that person. We chatted for a couple of days and decided to meet for a date. I asked her what did she wanted to do on the date and she told me to surprise her. It took me a day to plan everything and do the necessary bookings.On the day of the date (18th Aug 2016), we meet in the forum mall and had coffee first in the food court. It was normal chit chat which you expect on the first date. It.