I tried to remember to breathe both in and out. She glared down at me like you'd size up a fractious work horse 'fore you throw a harness on him.Her r...om was almost as cold as the courtyard, but I was getting warm awful fast. I grabbed her at the hips, and she pulled away with a grunt, unable to open some of my breeches' top buttons and leaving me grabbing at night air."Nu," she said, breathing hard, "please, vi do it. Kvick." I sucked in my stomach and tore at my waist to free my swelling. A man who tells funny stories. His name is Dave Barry, and he points out how ridiculous people are." In what way?" Polina asked, interested.Bill quickly leafed through the book. Much of the humor was topical, and involved concepts that Polina would not understand, unfamiliar as she was to modern technology. He grinned as he found one of his favorites and read it to her.The story of the beach crew who had decided to blow up a dead whale with dynamite had her smiling in a few minutes. By the time. Fortunately, in this case, the only injuries were minor from falling debris, but the fanatics of The True Believers were getting bolder and bolder. I couldn't help worrying that, one day, they would be successful in doing some real damage.I called for a staff meeting with Hadly Johnson, our Chief of Security. "Sorry about that, Boss, but an analysis of the security camera tapes showed that this explosion was caused by three guys slipping in and dragging sleds of what we assume must have been. Sitting up I open the big Ziplock bag and pull out the waterproof blanket. She’s shaking her head as I cover her up with it. ‘This is stupid. I could be drinking mojitos and listening to Latin music right now.’ I lay back down beside her and pull a little of the blanket over me. I smile as I hear the soft sounds of the frogs and crickets start to fill the night. Then the twinkling lights of fireflies begin to pop up here and there. ‘Wish I had my cell phone but no… I had to leave it in the car!.