As I walked on my imagination wandered at the 'what-ifs'. Cresting the hill I turned right on to my street, Woodrow. I live about 10 houses or so down...the street, and was pleasantly surprised to see the Volvo at a house about 2 down and across the street from mine. I walked on and finally came to my house. After a warm shower and changing into some dry clothes, I crashed on my bed and dozed a bit. A knocking on my door woke me, and I got up and walked into the living room. Looking briefly out. She wrapped it around herself and sat on the bed. “Before you go, can I call the front desk and ask for more towels?”I sat there, trying to calm down so I could think. She was covered up, but the urges I felt weren’t going away so easily. She was within easy reach and I wasn’t sure how long I could go before doing something I didn’t want to do. I nodded to her question and kept my hands on my shoe.She nodded in turn and then turned and crawled across the bed for the phone. I looked away so I. As they walked toward the car, they put their arms around each other, as if they were still on the rink floor. Once in the car, Becky casually moved over to Sean's side, as if they had been dating for months. He turned his face to her, and she raised her mouth, for his kiss. They kissed deeply, until they had to come up for air."Whew! Where did that come from?" I don't know, Sean, but would you do it again, please."He took her completely into his arms, and kissed her, as she wanted. Her. "We're just glad we could help. Please, have a seat again. How long have you been on the trail?" John asked as he walked over to his chair. It was the only thing he sat in when he was in the living room.Before he could answer, Tommy asked something. "Hey Mister, can I take your coat for ya?" the boy asked. He knew that his father would be pleased with his manners.Jason stood still for a moment. Apprehension covered his tanned features and his ice-chip blue eyes. Well, I guess I'll have to take.