My love life was "on a roll"

Even my love life was "on a roll". Taking my parents to Florida, I had met, at the gate before departure, a gorgeous hunk of a police officer from Ontario and spent a life time with him one weekend after Christmas. Since then, we'd shared intimacies over the long distance wire. The last time we talked, John told me to have a good time and to pretend he was sitting beside me on the plane holding my hand at precisely nine o'clock the evening I left for Rio.