Some singing along with the music, we do that a lot, and just enjoying each others company.It is still warm, you have a delicious halter top and cutof... jean shorts on with brown sandals. I'm still in the red MX pants and shirt with the heavy red boots.Glancing up from your face I see the full moon is rising.I think, Dale if you ever have a chance then this is the time to try.'Hey, check out the moon'! 'Lets take a ride'. 'This bunch of drunks will never miss us'.You nod and I hand you up from. Granting the illusion of freedom before withdrawing it. The end result was the same, but it was an infinitely more rewarding game. The waking mind behaved differently. It was more difficult to pass off sensations as dreams, for example. Then again, the waking mind produced a more potent fear. It was a different flavor of helplessness. Damian entered the office and positioned himself behind her. He watched over her shoulder as the woman’s life passed before his eyes. Wedding photographs. Kelly had kept her side of the bargain. I couldn't complain about that. I had a gold wedding band and some fond memories of a weekend of great sex. I supposed the next time I saw Kelly she would have a divorce petition in hand. I went back to my dorm room and vegged out for the rest of the day. I felt depressed and not even Larry, Moe, Curly or Shemp could cheer me up. It wasn't supposed to be this way. I was too laid back to be affected like this by a woman, right? Yeah, right. I decided I had. "Why you're in a hurry?" Junior ask"It's just... it's all wrong!" Wrong? How come? You enjoy it, don't you?" Bye" And then I left. Anger and fear, it's so hard to handle. I enter our house, it's open."Hey Shaizer, where have you been?" Mom ask"Ah, I just... finished my projects at our library" I lied"Okay. You want some..." Nothing mom. I beed some rest"I always remember the things Junior and I have done but the smile of Mr. Ramos always interupt it. The next day, I explain to Junior of what.