After one more look around he dejectedly took a seat. Jess watched the traffic moving slowly along the street for several minutes after he sat down. E...en in the shade and gentle breeze he felt the heat. The rustling leafs overlaid the muted hum of traffic and buzzing of insects from time to time.Jess sat with his arms on the back of the bench. Sweat beaded on his face and forehead before running down his cheeks. From time to time he wiped his face with his hands to remove the sweat. He could. ..nothing at all like the older silver one that Jenny had before.She answered, "Um...ahh...Hello?"A rather inhuman digitized voice replied, "Hello Genevieve...I just called to tell you a few things"."Um...Who is this? Did you...ah...do this...to me? How???", Jenny half-moaned and pleaded."Yes I did, but that's not why I called...Listen very carefully...", the digitized voice said."No...I want some questions...uh...answered", Jenny interrupted; she tried to sound angry, but she was too. “We’ll see how far from the river we are once the drone is in the air. If we’re close and we don’t find anything towards the east along the course of the river, well then we’ll stay here tonight and we’ll send the drone westward tomorrow. It will mean that we’ll need to get out of our sleeping bags and go look for some more dry wood. Of course, if the river is still some distance away, then we’ll have to pack up and head towards it. We’ll just have to wait and see.”As it turned out, we were. What the hell had she allowed Pixie to do to her? Another woman!! If she closed her eyes, she could still feel the pink haired woman’s hands on her. And not just the masseuse’s. Erika’s too. Where the hell was that relationship going? Becky giggled hysterically. She knew exactly where it was going. Erika was her good friend and she owed the Swedish woman so much. She wanted to give herself to her new friend. Pixie had lit the fire, but it was burning for the Swedish beauty. If she closed her.