Weird, totally weird! But you have to read it carefully, very carefully, to understand it. Kenny is quite a character, part of his day centres around his cats, then his job as a waiter at the country club, and then at the Uni. In all these places, at different times of the day he meets different women who seem to know him—but he doesn't seem to know them. The youngest is barely a teenager who really likes apple-juice, the oldest is another apple-juice lover, wrinkled, grey haired, and in her seventies it seems like. And they all giggled as they left him.
Trust Kenny M. to entertain us with this one. Oh, and this is nowhere near a sex/stroke story; but intriguing just the same.