"Alan and Jenny," said David. "I want you to meet Sandra and Dale, andCarol. They also live in this apartment building. We've all been friends for som... months now."They exchanged greetings and introductions and took their places at the dinner table. During the entire dinner, Jenny sensed something strange about this group of people.She felt uncomfortable at first, being around so many strangers, but the friendly attitude of the group, coupled with the abundant supply of wine, soon ended her. I had to agree with that one. The barbecues were hot, the beer was cold, the sky was blue and then dark blue, and then black. It was lovely. There were more stars than I’ve ever seen before. I did notice that they started to disappear, but I put that down to evening cloud. A gentle breeze blew across the bay as we ate charred sausages in baps and drank some unmentionable Greek lager; but we all enjoyed the surroundings, the company, the view. At 11pm the weather was not quite as peaceful as it. Longstreet has a guardian angel, Mr. Lawton. "And you are willing to donate a kidney to him? How long have you known him?" she said. "It's complicated, doctor, and here's the deal. To answer your first question, yes, I am willing to donate a kidney. The answer to your second question is that I have never met him, and I don't want to, ever," I said. "Would I be out of line to ask why?" she said. I hesitated. "His fiancé is my ex-wife. She must never know. If that can be arranged, I am. More soft than her hands, and more forgiving than a priest, she granted me the kiss of a lifetime, not squarely, lip to lip, but only slightly kissing the top lip more than the bottom, pulling away, and leaving a small bit of lipstick, so faint you would not know she wore it.Her eyes met mine again, and it was an eternity and only a second they met before I needed once again to have her lips against mine. Without any idea of where or how, my hands were on her hips, pulling her closer to me as.