“That’s’ what I’m talking about!” “Oh, baby!” “Why didn’t we do this years ago?” “Yesss!”There was a steady stream of comments...as we moved into the room. The two sofas and three armchairs were arranged in a semi-circle, affording all of the ladies unobstructed views. The birthday girl, Renee, a buxom strawberry blonde, was seated in the center, and Danny went to her first.“Would you care for some punch, Miss?” he asked formally.Her grin was huge as she accepted a glass, but she couldn’t take. It was the Island of Tiboulen. Dantes rose, advanced a few steps, and, with a fervent prayer of gratitude, stretched himself on the granite, which seemed to him softer than down. Then, in spite of the wind and rain, he fell into the deep, sweet sleep of utter exhaustion. At the expiration of an hour Edmond was awakened by the roar of thunder. The tempest was let loose and beating the atmosphere with its mighty wings; from time to time a flash of lightning stretched across the heavens like a. We let them know they had the guest room for the evening, so we all proceeded to get quite drunk and high together. They even brought some special weed they got from their family who grows saying it might knock us on our asses…but being Friday night with no responsibilities for the weekend, we dove right in with them. As the evening went on there was a bit of flirting back and forth, but nothing major. Steve got up to go to the bathroom at one point, was gone a good long time so we checked in. May I call you that, or do you prefer Wizard Richmond?" He asked me."Either will do, Mr. Ambassador," I replied."Please, call me Aamin. You are already a friend of the family," he told me.I was confused, but answered then by all means, he could use my name, Carl."I can see you are confused. Does it help if I tell you that you were instrumental in helping to save my cousin, Rashid Malik's life? He was with two other religious people in a park, I believe," Aamin explained."Rashid is your cousin?.