" Do you think I'm a deadbeat?" I asked."No," was her curt response. "I can't speak for the 'beat' part but we're all quite certain ye will be dead." ...he Irish were not a cheerful lot it seems. A commotion at the door made everyone turn cautiously. Entering noisily came an unruly, motley crew carrying torches, pitchforks, and clubs, straight from a James Whale casting call. I prayed it wasn't my Uber. I asked Aina who they were. "That's our local posse," she replied matter-of-factly. "Great,". Places needed to be chosen for those spots. I blinked, the page growing blurry as I struggled to focus.I jumped; fireworks exploded outside.I frowned, standing up. Why would anyone be setting off fireworks at a time like this? I walked to the window, glancing down at James Street and saw three soldiers firing their weapons down the boulevard. My exhausted mind struggled to think. Why would they do that?A black rock crashed into one of the soldiers, caving in his chest. That woke me up;. She became even more embarrassed, covering her breast up, as Dave asked if she was OK.Once she had stood up fully she almost collapsed back onto Dave's lap again. She realised that her legs were a bit wobbly and her head was spinning a bit from the emotions of her close call. Dave helped her to sit down next to him while she recovered, but she assured him that nothing was broken and she would be alright soon, if he didn't mind her sitting there for a few moments.A little while later, she stood. I’m cumming...” Pushing her head forwards an inch or two toward her girlfriend, pushing her lips out, her mouth slightly open ... Wanting her... Kelly can’t resist any longer, stepping forward into the shot and climbing onto the bed with the lovers - on her hands and knees infront of Gayle, bringing her mouth to her partner’s mouth, an inch away and whispering, “Thank you for doing this...”, before sharing a loving, and deeply passionate, kiss – mouths together, wide open, tongues working.