The room is cold, maybe a little under 65 but I like it when I can pile blankets on top of me. I shove off all of the crap on the couch and throw on a...blanket and slowly fall back asleep. When I see again I’m back in my old house, the house I grew up in and the house I lost my virginity in and the house I painfully left the summer before senior year of high school. I’m in my room, with dark blue enveloping me. I loved that colour, and the grey to oppose it on the other side only intensified the. "Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of EarthAnd danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirthof sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred thingsYou have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swungHigh in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,I've chased the shouting wind along, and flungMy eager craft through footless halls of air...Up, up the long, delirious, burning blueI've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace.Where never lark, or even. She had nice legs and though she didn't shave her pussy she did keep it trimmed and not out of control. She had fucked a few high school seniors and some of the local college guys too. She was afraid if she kept going back to that well someone would talk too much and she would be found out. She had picked up some older guys at a local gym and though nice it was a lot of work. She was looking for something simple and quick. The city she lived in had an area known for strip joints, bars and. They won’t be going to the IRA, the PLO, or any other TLA.’ ‘TLA? Terrorist Liberation Army?’ ‘No, silly, TLA. Three-Letter Acronym. Like PLO. Oh, forget it! Anyway, no TLA will ever have THESE guns!’ ‘That IS good news — STOP that!’ ‘Stop what, Jane?’ ‘Not you, Moneypenny–mmmm, that feels so GOOD!’ ‘Sorry, Jane, I didn’t think. You’ve been away from your husband for 4 days now. Did I interrupt you and Brad in the middle of something?’ ‘Not Brad. It’s Wendy. Tee-hee. You’ve REALLY got to STOP.