“Fine,” groaned Mark.The bar was near empty that night, a Sunday in football (American) season in a bar with no televisions had a tendency to do t...at. Jazz radio filled the room, broken up by the cracking of billiards balls connecting with one another. A man sat alone at the bar, in a slight daze. Laid off that Friday, he had decided to drink his woes away, and figure out what the hell he was going to do starting on Tuesday. Monday he would be nursing the wicked hangover he knew he would be. Disappointed but happy with what had happened I carried on meandering through the country roads. Gradually the road grew narrower and very few cars came in any direction. 'Somewhere around here will be nice if you can find a spot to park' you yelled at me. It took another 5 minutes before a suitable site was found and we pulled off the road. The grin on your face as you looked at me said that you had enjoyed the ride and there was more to come. You told me to go towards the beach and wait as. ”“It’s fine,” Garth replies. The hand that was teasing her breast is now squeezing it while running a finger over the top. “She’s asleep. She sleeps like a rock.” He is sucking on Kera’s breasts now, spending only a few moments on one before moving to the other.How is this happening? Why is it? Joni is so confused about what is going on. Garth is gay. Kera was just a virgin until a few weeks ago. This is starting to feel like a dream. And how would he know how I sleep?As if to echo her. And then we saw the cow pie man coming towards us in one of the corridors and he just about turned and went the other way. And it was kind of like obvious that some of the Bibbie crowd were sniggering about us which I could see hurt Nancy but it only made her make even more of a show of being my girl. But several people came up and congratulated us which felt, like, amazing and then Mrs Price saw us in a corridor and said, like, ‘did I do this?’ and I said sort of yes and she said she was.