I've apples to spare." I patted the blanket and watched her drop to her knees, twisting to sit opposite me, her tank top tightening nicely over full b...easts. "My name is Janno. But first, Max needs water." I groped in my backpack for his water sack."May my friends join us? They may also enjoy to say hello to Max." Sure, of course." Especially if they are as pretty as you are. I poured Max's water sack half full, trying to keep my eyes on this graceful, olive complected young woman.Cecilia waved. As the room plunged into darkness Carl asked “aren’t you forgetting something?” I nearly jumped out of my skin and Carl reached out to me touching my leg, “sorry I didn’t mean to frighten you but I didn’t want you to leave without it”. “What do you mean” I asked and Carl smiled at me then reached for my hand and pulled me onto the couch he was still laid on. It was then I realised that he wasn’t drunk at all and began to wonder what he was sleeping on our uncomfortable sofa for when he was. ” He said with a giggle.“Actually, I don’t”, I said laughing but also telling the truth.“I think you need to prove that to me.”“OK, when?”He stood silent for a minute, looking at me and, I guess, trying to determine if I was serious or just messing with him. “There’s a party tonight, so why don’t I pick you up at 7:00.”“But what about Cindy?” By the look on his face, I realized I might have messed up with that question.“She is out of town with her family for the rest of the week, so tell me if. Generally when things sound too good to be true, they usually are, too good to be true—which is another way of saying the whole thing is a fantasy. So I was leaning toward the former position. The elixir was either a fabulous practical joke played on yours truly—but why go to all that trouble to fool a stranger you will never see again?—or it was real, or, at least, real enough to have someone pay a thousand dollars. That was my quandary: fabulous hoax or unbridled fact, and either possibility.