" No, it doesn't make sense that he would have been. We'll track them as soon as it's light. How many of the bandits did we get?"They turned their att...ntion to the downed attackers left behind by the abrupt retreat. Five were dead or dying, but one attacker was only pinned to a tree, the iron point of a spear through his shoulder. He passed out when it was jerked free, but came to while his wound was being dressed. He was still shaky, but able to walk unassisted when his captors brought him. They showed me quite the breakfast bonanza, from mango and papaya juice to slices of kiwi to English breakfast tea to hot, steamy coffee to chocolate crepes to French toast to sizzling bacon to hashbrowns to a Denver omelet that was impressive all by itself. I almost felt full just from seeing and smelling it.“Wow, you ladies went all-out, didn’t ya?” I bragged on them while sitting down.“I bet that he gets full in half an hour,” Becca grinned now.“I say forty-five minutes before he stops,”. We walked the half mile to Rob's. It was a war, clear summers night. I was wearing a pair of jeans and a tshirt and John was in a pair of tracksuit bottoms and a matching hoody. We arrived at Rob's. The first thing I noticed was that he lived in the 'poshest bit' of the area we live in. He had a BMW on the drive and a space next to it for another car.John knocked on the door and it was quickly answered by a slightly overweight man who I would imagine was in his late 40's. He let us in quickly. Should I assume that means you two haven't been... err... intimate as of yet?" I knew it was a bit of an indelicate question, but I couldn't think of anything else to keep the conversation going, and I wanted to keep her from worrying about where Johnny was.She knew it was an indelicate question, but she didn't even flinch. "Well... it's been everything but, really, but he really wants to go further, and show how much he loves me... He's been saying that it's like ordering a sundae full of.