And on the terrace there where a common water tank for the apartment, a motor shed for the lift and one a very corner attached to the tank there was a...shelter made for the watchman to stay. And there were strings of alluminium wire tied from motor shed to tank for hanging the wet clothes to dry. I use to dry the washed clothes there. And i was hanging the washed clothes like everyday in the time when i was frustrated by the bad news. And suddenly i heard some sounds from the watchmens rooms.. Trying to look on the bright side, you surmise that if you had been going any faster, things could have gone a lot worse for you.You jump back into the car, patting your pockets for your mobile phone…but can only feel your wallet.“No!” You yell as you frantically search the car for your phone, you know if its not in your pocket then it must be back at home on the kitchen bench but you look anyway, hoping through sheer willpower maybe it will turn up. After another minutes futile searching you. ..you are a dick hungry bitch tonight, I'm glad, be right back. Don't stop snorting that shit, I've got more where that came from you just be ready to please me...' I took a deep drag off the bottle as Daryl stood up and slipped on his robe, he smiled as he exited the room and floated in an ecstatic glow from the result of the poppers and still feeling Daryl's massive tool sliding in and out of my bung. I turned to my stomach, my butt poked slightly up in the air as I hunch up against nothing. " You have had three of these?" Gabrielle was wide eyed."Well, not these," she admitted pointing to the rose and spoon. "But yesterday I got a sweet little glass ball with a bird inside it and a few days before that some of those glow in the dark stars, you know like we had as k**s?"Gabrielle picked up the card again, "The date, no clue there. Day nine, nine days since you got the first one, nine days since you met? Nine days of what?" Yesterdays was ten days, so I am assuming a countdown.