.. the doubt began slowly gnawing at him.'This is a once in a lifetime opportunity.' An inner voice whispered to him. 'I only have Cindy as a point of...reference, why not get another. Just so I can gain the experience and put my doubt to rest, of course.'The reasoning was undoubtedly flimsy, but it was enough for him.Sam practically leapt out of bed, letting his hardon guide him back to the living room. The smoke had dissipated some, but he was getting used to it. He didn't bother turning on the. ..!“Erschreckt merkte ich, daß er einen hoch hatte. „So ein Widerling“, dachte ich und haute lieber ab zu meinen Freundinnen. Denen erzählte ich erst mal wie widerlich der Typ war, und daß er der letzte Mensch auf Erden sein könnte.Im Laufe des Abends tanzte ich lieber nicht mehr mit ihm, denn ich wollte meinen Mann nicht fremdgehen. Außerdem fand ich den Typen zu aufdringlich. Er war auch gar nicht mein Typ. Irgendwann schlug bei mir der Alkohol durch. Ich wollte nur kurz vor die Tür um frisch. "I told you I would." You grunt and just when you’re about to give up on the idea of being a separate entity from Freddie, Sam walks up to you.She's dressed as cowboy and you don't realize that you're grinning stupidly at her until she arches a lazy eyebrow at you."Looks like you got a problem, little lady." She says in an awful western drawl even going so far as to tip her hat at you and you just shake your head in amusement."Yeah, kind of sort of." you laugh and then Sam gets to work prying. ”“I eat lots o’ decapods, an’ don’ mind insects.”“I find all the arthros interesting.”“Yeh.”I finished off the draft. Then I read a chapter of Wilson and another half-dozen pages of Orlando, only to be interrupted by the phone.“Entomology, Hollister.”“This is Laura Betti. How are you?”“I’m fine. I’ve a copy of Orlando Furioso on my desk and have read most of the first Canto.”“I’m amazed. In English, I assume.”“Yes. A sixteenth century translation reprinted by an American university press.”“Oh..