Everyone was asking everybody else to dance. I danced with my mom, my sister and a bridesmaid, so it only seemed natural to ask my Aunt Susan to dance... so once Ed was off talking business with some guy I grabbed her hand and pulled her out on the dance floor.After we were dancing for a minute or two I suggested that we go up to my room.“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that!” she said.“No, I’m serious,” I said. “Let’s have some fun. Meet me in my room and we’ll have a quickie.”“Chad, please stop. I’m. This was the normal course of life for him.Most people had thought that after the death from the die offs had finished there would be plenty of things for the survivors to live on. Unfortunately they had forgotten about the tendency of men without hope to destroy things. Men, not many but enough, had reacted to facing death by indulging in an orgy of destruction, as if by destroying the cities and towns they would remain alive. Fire was the favorite means and many people, who would have. I think postcards are on the way out. Today people take pictures with their phones and text them to their friends and family,” Rob said.It was almost three in the afternoon when we decided to leave. We cleaned up from our picnic and headed for home.Rob and I cleaned the fish and decided to have four of them for dinner. He cooked them on the grill and we used some of the leftovers from the wedding to complement the meal. After eating, we all pitched in to clean up.“You know, we should get going. The night was warm so without inhibition we all removed our clothes and ran to the water. The beach in Negril is incredible shallow at low tide you can walk out for miles without the water rising above your waist and even at high tide it only got a few inches higher. Back in the 60's the hippies discovered what we always knew, this place was paradise. The guys were all horny, the girls checked us out sneaking glimpses of our cocks. We played around in the water, accidentally.