Moans echoed throughout the area. But joyful noises weren't only emanating from the recorded images.Quigley's eyes went wide. He spotted the loveseats... couches, and futons spread across the expanse. Many of the cushions were occupied with couples, threesomes, foursomes, and moresomes in various stages of undress, enjoying each other's bodies, making liberal use of the condoms distributed in numerous plastic fish bowls."I wonder if they are actors, or-" I definitely saw them, them, and them in. The neighborhood changed a bit, as all do. Some moved out or died and new ones moved in.2 years after I had built the storm shelter, the most antagonistic of my neighbors, Art Burg, died. He lived 2 lots over and left his 3 acre lot with his house and tons of crap on it to his daughter and her husband. My antagonistic neighbor had been kind of a junk dealer and his lot was pretty well saturated with old piles of scrap lumber and metal that he would sell some of periodically to raise money. He. Finally, we admitted our feelings. After a catastrophic time in my life, all I wanted was him. I knew it was wrong. I knew it was trouble. But I couldn’t and didn’t want to deny it. What if there was a chance for us? I asked him to the movies. I had to see him. Just us. Please. I was begging. I was at my wits end and needed him. And he came through with flying colors.It was kind of our first true date night, unbeknown to us. We showed up and he gave me the option of going to get coffee instead.. “Look Jer if you wanna make it fair I can drink your blood as well?”Jeremy couldn’t tell if Damon was being serious or if he was just joking around, “ No Thanks Damon I’m good” They both took a drink. Then Jeremy looked at Damon and said “Damon you’re still…” while pointing at Damon’s crotch. Then Damon shrugged, he put his drink down and opened his jeans. Jeremy looked surprised and turned his head “Yo Damon what are you doing?”“Come Jer don’t act so shy, you’re the one who pointed it out so.