If she wasn’t saying anything to Andy about her worries, she was getting a little more brittle around him. Friday morning, when she got out of the j...hn, she found him waiting in bed wearing only his glasses and a leer.“Look, Andy, are you doing to participate this morning?” It had been days since he did more in the morning than bring her off.“I thought maybe tonight.”“Fine. Let’s make a date for tonight.” She went back in and ran the shower. He joined her, but they washed themselves and got out. Прямо на глазах начали вырастать сугробы. Находя какое-нибудь препятствие, снег сразу же начинал набиваться туда, образуя вытянутый холмик, а затем срывался и уносился дальше. Этих холмиков становилось всё больше и больше и они уже разрослись в одно целое белое поле. Я уже не мог видеть, что происходит вокруг, только перед собой белую пелену снега и смутно различимые очертания тропы, и лишь слышал завывания и свист ветра, и издали шум разбивающихся волн. Становилось холоднее, я устал и. ”“It was New Year’s Eve...”“I wonder how it went down. Did the guy whip it out and start shooting, like a deranged killer, wantonly spraying down everyone?”“And packed in like sardines, there’d be nowhere to escape. You’d have to simply stand there and take it.”“Nowhere to run. Some freak, unzips his fly, cock flailing in the night, pissing wildly, pissing all over you...”“The pissing guy screaming like Rambo, all: “RAAAAAAHHH!!!”“Nah, no way. I think it was that the guy couldn’t hold it, went. ‘Hey,’ Shardae said. ‘I know it’s getting late, but do you want to hangout before I leave?’ ‘Sure, why not, let’s own the scene,’ I agreed. ‘It should be fun hanging out with a hot therapist in Manhattan!’ We went to a lounge in Chelsea, and we had a great time. Almost everybody in the place at first believed Shardae was Beyoncè. There were so many people with their camera phones out snapping pictures and whispering. For a moment, I felt like I was Jay-Z standing next to Shardae. We attracted.