'Being a postman around these parts is the best job I could have,’ Dave tells himself. ‘All these La-Di-Da people with their nice houses and big shiny cars parked on the drive. Two cars most of them. Little do they know that the postman sometimes cums twice.’ Sitting here in my car in the shadows between the street lights and trees, no one can see me unless they are really looking hard. And they don’t look. They’re too bu...