Alexander Keith's

I stepped on the bus and there he was. He straightened up in his seat, revealed two dimples and said, "Mornin."

"Mornin," I said, sitting down right behind him on the near-empty bus.

He turned around and said, "Hi, I'm Keith."

We began chatting flirtatiously. When he got to his stop, he said, "Do you ever go to Havana's?"

"Yeah, sometimes," I answered.

"You should go there tonight. I'll be there."

That evening over dinner, he told me he was a Scorpio and I told him about my scorpion dream. "That's weird," he agreed. I would later find out he had Scorpio five places in his chart - sun, moon, Mars, Mercury and Venus. He was quite a specimen.

He had five beers, I had four. We barhopped once. "Both of my parents were alcoholics," he said. "I got nothing from them. I want nothing to do with them."

He must have gotten those eyes from somewhere, I thought. The spirit was his own though.

Dimples unleashed, "Fall for me," he said that night over beers.

"OK," I said, knowing full well I was already in trouble.

*****

A couple days later I ran into Keith on the street. He was making a call at a payphone and gestured for me to wait. A few seconds later, he was off the phone and asking me if he could walk me home. "You know what I was thinking," he asked. "I think we should make out."

"Nope," I said.

"But I'd really like to kiss you," he said. I asked him who he was talking to on the payphone back there. "My parents. That's the first time I've called them in a year."

"And you let them go to walk me home?" I asked.

"Yep. I got nothing from them," he answered.