"We went into the bathroom to rinse off, freshen up, and smoke another joint. Outside, we heard Rick and Randy breaking into the mini bar and popping ...pen more beer. "I hope they not too drunk for fucking," Tran said.Remembering my first night, I said "Not to worry, it brings out the best in them." You mean the beast in them?" Yeah, that too."We emerged in fluffy Hyatt bathrobes: not the sexiest attire, but easy to take off. Rick had brought an XXX rated tape, which he popped into the machine.. Did she only just want him here so badly that now she was imagining him being there?"Kaylee? Are you down there, sweetheart?" Gabe's voice came again."Y ... Yes," she croaked, trying to get to her feet. But her legs were asleep and she fell backwards, smashing into a set of metal trash cans, knocking them over with a loud crash.His feet made echoing slapping noises on the concrete and then he was there, reaching down to pick her up and wrap her in his arms. Gabe held her close, feeling her. We kiss, lost in the moment, happy in each others company, the world forgotten, the scent of the flowers (perhaps I am going over the top now but it sounds lovely !) filling the air. We walk a little further the path comes close to the edge of the wood, there is a fence with rolling green fields beyond. We stop to admire the view. I stand behind you my arms around your waste, you throw your head back and I kiss the side of your neck, it is so lovely to hold you, you put a hand behind you and. We just could not find a hardpan route all of the way on any day, and some days we had trouble finding any hardpan. The hardpan was there, it was just too deep under the sand to do us any real good.Sometimes I wondered if the Indians were really serious about getting rid of us, or if they were just playing some sort of game. If they had really wanted to kill all of us, all they had to do was to wait until the crew was fighting with the salt wagon in one of those sand traps. Hell, they could.