All the TV stations had long since ceased transmission, but a pair of enterprising media barons had found ways to generate some entertainment. Current...y they were flying over the drowned ruins of London in a helicopter. The sound of the rotors brought out survivors like worms in a downpour. The helicopter came close enough for the camera to pick out the filthy remnants of their shellsuits and Burberry shirts, close enough to zoom in on their gap-toothed smiles of relief.Close enough to show a. It amazed me that Dana had been so forgiving or that she was currently moaning with the other girl as the kissed. Suddenly, they were in the classic 69 with Dana on the bottom. 　　　　I watched as each woman made sucking noise and moans. Dana’s legs slammed on the wood more than once and I saw that the two of them were on some blankets and sheets. Aysel let out a long moan. 　　　　“Okay you win,” she cried out. I hadn’t realized this was a competition. 　　　　The red head rolled away in gasps. Dana. On his drive home he thought about what Carol had said. He did love Shawna - he had never denied that - but the problem hadn't changed. It was still that first time and the fact that she had stayed until noon the next day. Getting by Shawna's being taken advantage of while under the influence would have been hard, but he could have done it, but how in God's name was he supposed to get past what had followed. True, he had almost reached the point were he was willing to sit down and talk about it. "Good morning, beautiful," Tom smiled."Good morning to you, too." As she looked into his eyes, she felt now was the time to lay her heart all out on the line. "Tom, I..." she started then was interrupted by Bear jumping up onto the bed and wiggling between them."Hey, whoa! Look who wants to join us." Tom grabbed Bear and gave him a good belly rub. "I bet he's hungry. I know I am. I'll go whip up some food, for him and us. Meet me downstairs when you are ready." Tom pressed a kiss on her.