They worked for the privilege of a few hours in which they could dream of being healthy. It was the way the system worked, nothing more. Unfortunately... for Angela, it was more than a bit disturbing. Rabbit turned to see her standing, fists clenched, jaw working but no sound coming out. She looked about to shout, and he couldn’t have that. He grabbed her arm, squeezed hard to get her attention and made a motion as if his mouth had a zipper. He drew her attention up, towards the guard, armed with. "Can I kiss the birthday girl?" he asked, a smile spreading across his face. I raised one eyebrow and acted innocent. His hand, lightly brushed my jaw before kissing my lips. Lasting longer that I thought it would have, he opened his mouth every-so slowly and pressed hard against me. It was as though the moment was just us, uncontrollably my hand reached into his hair brushing through it and pulling it softly. I wanted him more, wanted him so bad. His body edged closer to me, now running his. " Carl stammered, not sure what to say but thinking that this had to be the strangest conversation he'd ever had with a woman."So... ," Sandra said, drawing out her words, "I think that maybe I should do something to set some of that right."Carl really didn't understand what she was getting at. All he was aware of was how close she was to him at that moment. Close enough for him to smell her perfume. When she placed her hand on his arm and leaned even closer, the young man was afraid he was. She bought a beer, which she was developing a taste for, by now, and engaged the bartender in conversation. The bartender insisted that he had never heard of Curly Johnson, or anybody who looked like him, so Jane was somewhat taken aback. Had she come this far for nothing? She thanked the bartender for his courtesy and left for the next saloon on the one street in town.Jane passed two closed and shuttered businesses before reaching the next saloon. Here, the results were the same as at the.