Now yelling in terror and pain, he looked down to kill the arachnids and felt his heart nearly stop at the sight of thousands of spiders skittering ac...oss the pavement towards his feet. With their black bodies camouflaged with the road, it almost looked like a river of liquid shadows was running across the ground towards him.Taking out his can of mace, he sprayed the acrid mist wildly at the ground around him, trying to create a moat that the spiders would not cross. His efforts failed and the. Mr. Miller was pretty fit for an older guy, he must of had been around his mid to late 40's then. From time to time, he would join me and we would work out together. He would sometimes compliment me on my body and looks but I didn't think much of it because he was so into fitness. I also didn't think much of it when he would explain exercises or the muscles used during the exercises by touching them and massaging them. As as I sat on a bench on afternoon, Mr. Miller stood behind me and rubbed. I didn't want to let go as I felt an instant connection. She sat at the kitchen table as I offered her a drink."Can you make me something strong with vodka?" She asked.I poured her a double vodka and cranberry before I poured myself a large glass of scotch. I handed her drink over the table and felt her soft hand she smiled and thanked me. We talked and drank like old friends. When her drink was empty I offered to refill it."Yes, please. You don't need to make this one so strong," She joked.I. I looked at my bed mate. I hated to end a great thing, but I had to get to work. I showered and waited on her to do the same. I dropped her off at the bar. Hers was the only car in the parking lot. We kissed briefly and she stepped out of my car. “Thank you,” she said, giving me a wink. I quickly drove off to work. I couldn’t believe what had transpired. It was almost surreal. I sniffed the ends of my fingers to see if the sweet musty smell of her gift had stayed with me. It had. My.