As my eyes cleared and got used to the dim light I saw it was Gary and he was asking me if I was ok. I could tell he was a little drunk and asked him ...what was wrong. “I keep thinking about your tits!” he said. “All big and firm with big nipples, I’d love to feel them.” “I’m flattered, but incase you have forgotten, we are on holiday with our partners and you’re drunk. Just go to bed and we will forget about this.” I told him. He leant down and whispered “They are both fast asleep, just let me. Numbers instead of names; the first digits of the number identified the location,” I said.“Here is the conversion numbers to names table that was in a plain language attachment,” I handed it to Eric.“For example, Aabad’s little support group in Alwajh, Saudi Arabia was 100 with Aabad himself [email protected] for an internet address. Haamid was [email protected],” I said.As I read the translated text I passed the sheet around with Vicky collecting them back.“Now fast forward a few months, another. Backlit by sunset – silhouetted yet shining; wrapped in shadow, but radiant. A powerful figure. You are delirium incarnate. You are a tangible, animate hallucination of subconscious desire. The appeal of you is elusive, but at the same time quite obvious. The thought of you, the substance of you, everything is fascinating.Yours is an unearthly beauty unbecoming a mundane human. Your draw is like siren’s song – different to the eyes and ears of all who experience them. You are so lovely, so. Now, she still couldn’t sleep, except this time it was because there was so much swirling through her head! Bobby ... trying to kill her?! She wanted to laugh at how ridiculous that concept was. He was her savior! He was her lover!Of course she couldn’t tell people about that part. That was what seemed so unfair. He must have gone through hell. She wished he was there, with her, in bed, where she could comfort him.She lay there as memory took her mind back to the little time they’d had.