She gets a call says"its getting late I should go" and in my mind I'm like FUCK so i get out and walk her to her car. She says"well this was fun and w... have to do it again", I reply by saying "I don't want to let you go yet boo." She says I know me neither and we kiss some more and I'm pretty much begging her to stay and kick it (wink wink) lol. She's like I have to go to Walmart real quick come with me so naturally I'm like cool I'm still in the game. I had been licking her ear, kissing her. I had been returning from an extended trip to the Orient following my hasty departure from Budapest. ‘Extended’ fits well, since it had been about 60 years. Because I had traveled overland on my way there, I had decided to return by boat, on several of the numerous Arab ships that plied their way all the way from China back to the Middle-East. I had not had trouble even with exposure. It was considered natural for a female to remain below decks in her cabin, and since we stopped quite. He simply could never understand man’s capacity to inflict pain on their fellow man. Paul and Melody and Edith had talked about what they knew of their parent’s wishes for final disposition, about where to find their father’s will, about what they might do with the house and all of the million little odds and ends that represented the collected memories of a family. As this confusing day faded into evening, Paul walked upstairs to his room. He showered, changed clothes. He sat at his childhood. Oh no…hell no. He was not going to be made into the bad guy here. It seemed that there was only one way to get through to her. He put his hand to her upper chest, his fingers loosely circling her throat, and pushed her backwards into the wall. ‘You promised. Not.To lie.’ ‘I’m not, I swear!’ Her eyelids flickered, but she still refused to look at him. ‘Liar!’ He knew it wasn’t the whole of it. He moved his grip to her arms and pressed her into the wall more firmly. He would have an answer. ‘I.