"No, that's cool, I can understand... That's really important to some people." I sighed, dejectedly."Don't worry about it, I'm not shooting you down. ... just have my priorities in a different order then you." she tried to comfort me."Well, do me a favor, and roll it around a bit in your head." I will, but I'm not promising anything." she said, trying to restore my confidence, without getting my hopes up. "Now let's get back to work, these fucking piazzas won't make themselves." We didn't have. "Sherrie, it's obvious that you are not sure how to be with me. I completely understand that you're unsure, what with me paying for Jennifer's treatment, and living just a few yards away on my boat, you aren't certain how to act towards me."I don't want you to be with me out of any sense of obligation. It's clear that we both love sex and are good at it, together, but for you, there's something missing, and I get it. You can't make yourself feel things for me that aren't there, and I hate the. Besides you know as well as I do that if that part was true she would never have lasted till the feast." the shadow continued to feed her between breaks in the whispered conversation. "Besides, for all we know, this is how the first Miracle was done."Corrine had to keep from laughing."You're the last one I would have expected to stray in to blasphemy." Not Blasphemy, realism." her sister said with a smile."Thank you for your pragmatism." she chuckled sadly."Its for me as well. What happens if. His barrell chest covered with thick, coarse hair. He picked up his right foot and set it on the bunk right between my legs. I knew what he wanted without his asking. Pull off his black utility boot. Size 13 printed on the bottom. Did this mean what I thought it meant. Could it be? I tore off his sock and then the other boot and sock as well.As I dropped the last sock, I noticed that it was darker in the sleeper than when I had started. I looked up and all I could see was a heavy brass buckle.