” “Can you do me a favor,” the boi asked prolonging the conversation. “What is it?” “Can you get me some gin? I have the money,” he said...producing a twenty dollar bill. “How old are you,” Barry checked. “I’m nineteen.” Barry laughed, “Okay! I’ll get you some. Keep your cash though.” Barry walked inside the store. He selected two large bottles of Chardonnay, a fifth of Jack Daniels, a four-pack of Red Stripe, and a 750-ml container of Aristocrat gin. He paid for the lot with his American Express. For a moment they were just male and female, man and woman relishing the post-coitus bliss of affection and maybe, despite everything, something else which bonded them on a level neither could understand."If you care about me as much as you say, take a chance. When a person loves someone, they're willing to sacrifice for that person. Isn't that a key part of what it means to love?" she insisted.She straddled him and looked into his eyes so that he knew she was as serious as the dead. "I mean. We must have been quite intimate in that other life, because she was French kissing me now! My heart skipped a beat or two as I tried to make sense of all this, abandoning my body to her will in the meantime. Her wet tongue was already hard at work as she closed her arms around my waist. I was helpless to do anything.To me, it was pretty much like a top model was r****g me on the dance floor.My eyes still closed, I felt her tongue release her tender grip as she transferred her left hand to. Her nipples were stiff with the cold water and stood out prominently from the dark areoles of her breasts."Suppers ready," I told her. "You set the table while I light a fire."I turned on the battery-operated radio to listen to the weather while I lit the fire. "This storm is expected to last until midnight tonight," said the announcer. "You can expect heavy down pours. Flash flooding is also expected along creeks and rivers. No tornadoes have been spotted so far but this storm will be.