He helped her clear the table and clean up as they talked. They drank more wine and laughed at funny situations they had gotten into in each of their ...arious travels; her with falling asleep on a train in Spain and waking up in Belgium, not knowing where she was. He told about being stuck in the Florida Keys during a hurricane. Everyone sat at this bar getting drunk, wind and rain all around them.He stood up, teetered and she caught him, “Ah, Victoria, I think I need to cut off the wine. Four steps later he was telling Ang to move. He did with a flourish. “You got any equipment around?” Angelo was asking Michael. Gabriel’s fingers stroked the keys absently. His mind went back to Abigail. She had a pretty figure. The snug jeans and top she’d worn the night before let him see how curvy she was. The Hollywood ideal was slim and slightly top heavy. Although Abigail was not heavy, she was far from skinny. Her breasts were nicely rounded, a lot more than a simple handful. Her waist. The guests started to arrive and it happened to be one of my childhood classmate and he was staying in Vizag since 3 years which I never knew. We had dinner and started talking and gelled immediately. We spoke about various childhood things and den out of blue he asks me if I would like to join him and few of his friends for a weekend party that they were having at his friends house.I was excited haven’t been to a party for a long time and I instantly agreed. He convinced my mom to let me go. ” She chuckled slightly and then I heard him dragging a chair towards the fence. “Besides, have you met her or seen her, she’s beautiful and if I could have it my way she’d be over here with us in the sun. Come here, Sweetie and let me coat you with oil.” I began to rummage through my tools and heard the deafening silence behind me and moments later I heard a snap of what sounded like a bottle opening. I turned around and looked at the fence where there was a large knot hole and I could see.