I was happy to hear that. I wondered what he had said to Mom, but there was no way I was going to ask that question.I called Jennifer to tell her the ...ews.“So, you’re actually going,” she said with a note of sadness.“I am. I’m going to miss you, but we’ll write and we can always talk occasionally on the phone.”“I know. It’ll be a long year.”I told her to expect a call from Melanie. Jennifer laughed and said she figured it would happen eventually. She would let me know.I talked to Stephanie. "So whereis this cabinetdoor?" She looked up and caught herself slightly embarrassed."It's in here," she said as she walked toward the kitchen."You don't need to be embarrassed," Brian said."Huh?" You don't need to feel uncomfortable if you want to look. That iswhat this is all about.You are free to enjoy this any way that you like. As I mentionedearlier, I enjoy doingwhat gives you pleasure. If that is just fixing your cabinet doorwhile you watch, thengreat. I assure you, I will enjoy. Next thing I knew I had a wet mass of hot seminal fluid come flying over the cross and hit me in the face - across one cheek, dripping off my chin and hitting the back of my throat. I instinctively closed my mouth and swallowed before I realised what it was."Fucking good shot, Bertie!" shouted the woman, and burst into a gaggle of laughter. The Contessa looked mortified, but then started laughing as I tried to spit out the invasive salty liquid. "Just swallow it, man - it's not as if it'll. To coincide with sunup. So, with that in mind, it’s five-thirty – well, at least according to my watch.”“Does that ... rooster do that every morning? I mean crow before daylight?” Christine asked.“Like clockwork,” Jasmine returned. “Right, Baby?”“Yeah, I suppose,” he returned as he escorted them back inside.When they were in the cave, Ashley whispered to Jasmine, “He seems awfully abrupt this morning. Is he mad at us, or is it just because it’s so early?”As soon as Jasmine opened her mouth to.