Rebecca ran hard for the tree with Marcos slipping on the rocks behind her as the rain increased. They vaulted the near-side stream onto what was now ...n island in the midst of which the old olive stood unmoving. At the river bank, they could see nothing but rushing water; then, far downstream, Pol’s head and hand emerged. Rebecca ran down the embankment after Pol. Without removing her boots or clothes, she was in water up to her knees when Marcos grabbed her from behind and dragged her back to. Smith..." Why don't you call me by my name, now? I think we are way past Mrs. Smith at this point." But it's hotter that way."She giggles at my answer."It is, isn't it?"I give her one last kiss and maul her boobs one last time before I get out of her car and walk towards my home. I feel much more calm and sated and now that I know there's someone who won't kick me out when I get crazy about their tits. I am much more confident that I can get through this weekend without any major. " How was the party?" It was real nice. Now, tell me what's wrong with you." Are you ashamed of me, John?" What? Why would you even ask me that?"I simply sat and watched realization drop on him like a bomb."Aw, shit." He let go of me and rubbed his hands over his face.I stood and returned the broom to the closet, slamming the door closed extra hard."I really thought I'd be going with you." I'm sorry, babe. It just never occurred to me that you'd want to go." He shrugged."You don't find it. It was my faultreally. I still wanted to have some fun with the box, and besides, Ihad just hooked up with a football player. I wanted to show off my newfling.When we got upstairs though there was some kind of commotion going on.The crowds had thinned out and a lot of people were making themselvesscarce. Even the little orgy that had been going on had dissipated.A crowd of the braver or more curious souls seemed to be gatheringaround the front door and the windows. The music had gone low, but.