To be honest, yes, I do, but the ball is in her court, at least for now." Oh, Jack. Last night was just fun and games for me too. Not to say that I wo...ld not like to try it a few more times. Just give me a call."When I got back to my little trailer, I opened a beer, put the feet up, and thought that life was good again. Pussy does that to a guy.A couple days later, I was ready to go back to the war of the Carrols. As I opened the door to leave, I found Pam's dad, Alan Dupont standing there.. 'sitting'?... in a featureless back of pearly white clouds.Although he could see himself, it wasn't his body he saw, but a strangenimbus of faint color, not completely there... ...much like the... 'man?... sitting across from him wasn't exactlythere. The being was humanoid - but so bland and featureless as to defyaccurate description. He was the sort of person you'd forget - even as youlooked at him. "Mr. Styles, I'd welcome you to Purgatory - but, unfortunately, I can't." "Purgatory?". "Ari gasped and paused for a moment. She then shifted to face the other woman, who parted her legs beneath the water. Ari reached out and slipped a finger into Christi's warm embrace. "It feels so different from me, without all the hair." Mmm I could trim you if you like, or shave you. I would prefer to shave, but Cerebus says it makes me look like a little girl, not a woman." Is this right?" Very right,” Christi breathed, “You know what makes you feel good. Do it for me."Arilee began to. ”He led me through what happened at Whiskey. I told him about the guys who died, and how I had to call in a strike on the compound. I told him about seeing the collapsed bunker, and how it was my fault. Eventually I wound down, and he had a chance to talk again.“Sergeant, let me say a few things. First, if you are worried you are going crazy, or have already gone crazy, stop worrying. You’re not crazy. You have what we call ‘Survivor’s Guilt’, but that’s not crazy. It happens to a lot of.