Instead, he wrenched himself away. He headed to the stairs.“Wednesday,” she said softly but audibly.“I can’t wait.” He would, however, be fo...ced to.Sunday, he scouted a number of possible locations in the Forest Preserve. He wanted some place accessible from a legal parking spot with nobody else near. Of course, nobody being there on Sunday did not assure that nobody would be there on the fourth. Well, he wouldn’t consider any place a sane man would put up a grill. The Fourth of July meant. The band had agreed to help me putthe other instruments we had at our disposal into the song, and we stillneeded to practice it enough to be able to perform it during therehearsals that would start tomorrow.The door opened, and I found Holly standing there with Stacy. Theylooked a little flushed, and I felt my own surprise wash over me as Inoticed how they were looking at each other briefly before they turnedtoward me."Hi, Sarah," Holly said. She looked guilty when she saw my face, whichstill. “Now, imagine I am a saber-toothed tiger threatening the family. Who does what?” Charlene grabbed Dena and put her own body between Dena and the tiger. Harold picked up the nearest object and started threatening the tiger with it. “Absolutely classic and absolutely correct. That behavior has not changed in two million years. We protect our children first, before ourselves. Otherwise the genes cannot survive. The idea postulates that our genes drive that behavior. The genes are willing to. "What the fuck?" said a visibly slightly drunk Darren as he watched a hotgirl saunter towards him in a short skirt and heels, only realising itwas me when I was right beside him."Welcome home, big boy," I said in my best husky feminine tones, reachingup and running my hand along his arm, caressing his impressive bicep."Steve, what are you doing? Why are you dressed like that?" he soundedmore confused than angry."Tonight it's Cynthia," I said, still rubbing his arm but now leaning towhisper in.