‘Eva, how do I reach you?’ ‘I’m right here silly man.’ She almost had enough energy to get up now. ‘I want to see you. How do I do that?�...� ‘So tired,’ She yawned. ‘Just look and you’ll see. Have to sleep now.’ Eva placed her hands on the edge of the tub. ‘No, in person, how do I get in touch… what’s your phone number?’ But Eva was already climbing in bed, far too tired to think of numbers, or Others or connections or even puppies. The only connection she could focus on was the one with her. We seemed to grow fonder. If I were to work late, I could time my arrival back home to walk across the park for some exercise. I also knew that when Bills cab went by, he would jump out, hug and kiss me, and walk the rest of the way arm and arm with me. Many summer evenings we went up my apartment steps arm and arm at 8 o'clock, ordered Chinese food and then sit on the stoop with a couple splits of champagne, waiting for the deliveryman, while watching people in the park. Once the food arrived. His hair is dark, stands around 6'2" and weighs a little over 200 pounds. Often Erica would compare his size to that of her husband Rob, who was much smaller. Once she found herself fantasying about Mr. Sabrey making love to her. She often found herself horny because her husbands new job, was hard, and he worked long hours. He would often return from working a long day too tired to do very much. They did not make love lately as often as she would like. After the honeymoon she realized how much. .. was acknowledged and accepted by both of us and by Anji; there was no need for any manoeuvres at bed-time and one of the new wardrobes was assembled in my ... our ... room instead of the attic, which Anji had all to herself. That seemed to please her. She gave the two of us plenty of space, but without isolating herself; she was as likely to cuddle up to me as to her mother if we watched a film together, and if I were unoccupied, was quite likely to plonk herself in my lap for a cuddle.In.