We’re both in the same situation, been through lousy marriages, and have since moved on. I can talk to her about anything and everything. Tonight ...as a little different vibe to it. Heather was wearing a v-neck blouse, skirt and boots. When I see her in those boots, I kind of sing out U2’s “Sexy Boots”, hey, hey, hey. Heather is drinking a little more than usual. As the drinks are going down, so are her inhibitions. It’s getting late and the afternoon sun has turned to dusk, and the party. Given enough time ... but Katie needed this now. There was no other way.Nicole shivered. Her apartment was cold and she was naked. She had goosebumps and her nipples were tiny and hard. But she knew she wasn't allowed clothing. Nowadays she couldn't even hide somewhere away from her computer. There were webcams in every room. Barry watched and recorded everything.The doorbell rang. It was breakfast. Nicole rarely prepared any food anymore, Barry ordered everything for her.The rule was simple:. "It is you who know the human mentality far better than I, but would you care to try to sell the concept of purely cerebral immortality on the Earth that both you and I know?" Damn, Carlos, don't keep throwing reality into the mix so much, will you?" I am sorry, my love," he said. "But is not the human ideal mens sana in corpore sano? 'A sound mind in a sound body?' If the body fails but the mind remains, is that adequate?" I don't know, sugar," she acknowledged. "Probably not, in human terms.. I snatched the blanket from the wind and held it to my face, feeling her lingering warmth and drawing in her scent.Looking around again, I picked up the jacket and pulled it on. I folded the blanket the best I could, considering the wind kept trying to take it away and stowed it away under the back of my jacket again. I cast my armor spell, adding the reflection shield to it. No, it didn’t rebuff the wind, and I hadn’t expected it to do so, but I had other ideas to take care of that.I caught up.