With a weak smile she asked, ‘You finished?’ she stared at his empty plate. He nodded as she lifted the plate. Hesitating for a moment, she asked...‘Is there any way I can get online? I want to email my cousin in Houston.’ ‘Sure. I’ll set you up on the wireless this morning,’ he offered with a smile. Daniel chastised himself for the poor host he had been. He should have realized that she needed to contact family and friends to let them know she was alright. ‘Sorry, I did not think of it sooner.’. You've got the whole elite Orange County lifestyle thing going on, like I do, with nice parents who never let you suffer. And yet you DO have a fire in your belly. You're more driven and work harder than anyone else I know! Why do you think that is?"Christine pondered that carefully. Then she said, "To be honest, I don't know. I've always been this way. I know what you mean, that people who have a chip on their shoulder of some kind are often really driven, but I don't feel I have any axe to. His tongue slipped into her mouth, searching for hers as she teased him with her own soft tongue, curling it and pressing it in small strokes to him. Their mouths tasted each others hungrily, exploring and searching, their noses nestled to each others as they kissed passionately. She pulled away, gasping for a breath as her body lean naturally into his warmth. Her form settled into his, her soft curves settling onto his firm body as her lips brushed his chin.She grinned and looked into his. My behavior is the heart of my business. I am strange. I come from Vertige. I am therefore Vertige and we must not see me coming. I have more sense than feelings. Here for a part of my intention secréte… But, as one might say coincidence: the chance is a secret and I am sure my secret. So how to cross the fire ?Prometheus had to be the first artist, long before Apollo. This giant to make good service to ordinary people who do not so much demanded, therefore stole fire from heaven to the gods.