You could throw a rock at me and I wouldn't feel it."She reached for his hand and took in both of hers, holding it to her chest."Are you OK? Are you o...t of the hospital?" I'm about to fall over. I'm not used to squatting down like this. Could we go sit down someplace?" Oh, Charlie. I'm so sorry." It's OK. You didn't know."She'd already started to stand when she was talking and now she pulled him upright by both hands. She wrapped his right arm around her shoulders and started to walk towards. Paul and Sheila were in the latter group and doing it well -- particularly after 2 or 3 drinks.In any event, Jaye was having a ball. We danced several numbers together, trying to copy the locals -- much to their amusement. Eventually I had to quit and sat down to watch.Jaye is a natural dancer with a super sense of rhythm and the music and rum drinks were really loosening her up. Several young men stopped by to flatter her and offer to teach her "Jamaican style," but she turned them down even. ” Those two simple words; trust me, played in my mind over and over again like a record on a phonograph hitting the same spot due to a scratch. I did trust him. I waited to give the person who loved me for all my failings, my successes, my quirks, and my dysfunctions, this gift. I had other previous sexual relationships, some even intense and truly gratifying, but no way in hell was I going to give any of them my virgin ass. This was special. I waited a long time in my life to meet the One; the. .. Jaycee?“Andy! Wake up!”Andy shot up in bed, his heart beating through his chest, his body covered in a cold sweat. The room was dark. Where was he? That’s right, the hotel! But the clock was out. No power.“Andy! Come on, wake up!”Emergency sirens wailed in the background. The urgency in Jaycee’s voice startled him. Other voices echoed in the hallway. He stumbled out of bed clad only in gray boxers and a black Norah Jones t-shirt.As he drew near the door, there was a rattle with the latch and.