“A great many. Probably less than infinite.”“How much less than infinite?”“We don’t know,” I answered, resuming my careful sidesteps. �...�But there’s a more interesting question there, I think.”“Like what?”“Well, like the fact that some infinities are bigger than other infinities.”The extended silence from above allowed me to cross most of the remaining breadth of the stream with my concentration undisturbed. “But that doesn’t make sense,” Ananya said finally. “Infinite is –” I clutched her ankles. He would be surrounded by a blinding light it was warm and gentle as the light fade a woman would be standing before him the first thing he always noticed were her beautiful violet eyes. She had brown hair that went down to her shoulders, her body was curvy but toned she wore a tight black shirt that seemed to struggle to hold her huge breast and she wore form fitting jeans that complemented her bubble butt and nice legs. She also wore a pair of sneakers.In the dream she would always hold me. A small bite to eat and a movie was the plan. We finished our dinner at a trendy diner on the Promenade in Santa Monica and strolled to the theater. Sold out. After a brief collaboration we decided to wait for the next showing. We bought our tickets and walked up 3rd Street and back again. We found an empty bench and sat. All the time we were together, we never stopped talking. Our past, our dreams, entertainment, sports, politics, you name it. It was romantic as hell and I loved it.Sitting on. I don’t know who told her. It might even have been Henry himself. It doesn’t matter. He’s not here either. I could have gone to the party.’ ‘But then you wouldn’t have known that the Director trusts you.’ ‘No. I wouldn’t have known, would I? But do I really care? Do I want promotion and a career if I’ve lost the man I loved?’ ‘Don’t think like that. You haven’t lost the man you loved. You’ve lost a man who was cheating on his wife, who was lying to you. You’ve lost an illusion.’ ‘You make it.