"Before you came, I think.He was from the other side of the city, a nice place, but they foundhis car just around the corner." That's awful," I said, ...with the dreams of holding his hand while wewalked along by a river softening and fading. "Did he have a family?" A wife and a young daughter."I looked at the picture for a few moments, Mr Patel looked too, asthough we were having a vigil for the poor man. Perhaps I was over-sentimentalising about this complete stranger; perhaps he'd run out onhis. It only had the bottom two buttons done on it and it was partly opened to show his chiseled chest. He had long, curly black hair that was pulled back into a ponytail. He set a large glass of orange juice on the table and kind of knelt down with his elbows on the edge of the table. He reached across to shake my hand and when I pulled my hand away, there was a new pill in my palm. It looked a little different than the last one."Hey man, my name is Tony. I wanted to just say sorry about the last. He sat back down and jotted down two words on four sheets. ‘The question is, do we do this again. We all either tick the yes or the no. We shuffle them up so that we don’t know who ticked either of the answers.’ He ticked one and turned his paper upside down and passed a note and pencil to Sally who was sitting next to him. She covered her ticked question and passed the next page and pencil to me. I ticked mine and passed on to Carol who did hers. Each of us had a chance to shuffle the four. .The other day she called, "Hey, I've got a hot idea for you, can you meet me at the Inlet parking lot around 11?" As a matter of fact I can and would be delighted to do that," I said.It was a little unusual for us to meet at the Inlet parking lot. It was more public than our usual meeting places, and what the heck can you do in a large and often busy parking lot, anyway? Once, when we met there, instead of jumping into one car, we proceeded to have phone sex, of sorts, while looking at each.