The bar had slowly emptied, leaving behind only memories, three women and a barman with a soft smile, humming thoughtlessly yet seductively. Annalise... exchanges brief glances with the dancers, their eyes dark and wild. The vibrating strings of the guitar may slow and still, but for those who dance, truly dance, the music never stops. Annalise can almost hear the beating of her heart as she runs her finger around the lip of her wine glass. It is like her life; a perfect crystal circle, needing. Do you live alone?” She looked around the house, as though expecting to see someone else to pop their head in somewhere.“I’m always as lonely as you are today,” I said laughingly. She gave a gentle laugh.“About your child,” I said as I rose from the couch and took a few steps toward the fridge.“He is doing good, I’ll make sure he’ll make it to the school team soon. So you needn’t worry. Do you want a beer?” I gave her a sideways look.“Beer would be good.”Placing the cans of beer on the table, I. As she was staying near us and I was alone, my Uncle invited me to their house. But I was waiting for my Uncle to leave as he travels most of the time. Tuesday afternoon I found he was leaving to Delhi from his FB wall and the same evening I was ringing her bell. She opened the door smiling not knowing she was going to open her legs for me moaning. I played with her kid hoping to play with his mom. Soon we had dinner and were chit chatting. I tried to move the topic towards sex but she used to. He realized suddenly that it was night, and Dorian had been describing what happened as "last night," meaning he'd been out for a whole day. One minute I'm having the night of my life with the girl of my dreams, and the next thing I know I'm waking up with a bunch of weapon-toting wackos who think they're vampire hunters and it's a day later.His thoughts began circulating around last night. The whole thing had seemed to him like a perfect moment—the most perfect of his life in fact—and she.