Altostratus, the term popped into Michael's head, no rain there to spoil his solitary evening. There would be a full moon later.Michael stepped lightl... off the deck and onto the freshly watered grass. It was cool against his bare feet. The dry evening breeze tickled the hair on his legs and sucked the last of the moisture from his skin. The camp lantern was lit and after a final sip of coffee Michael turned to the task of building a fire in the pit. A soft smile played across his lips as he. He looked up as they came in and quickly buried the magazine under a pile of newspapers. “First customers today,” he remarked. “Thanks for coming.” He stood and asked, “What can I get ya's?” He might have been talking to all of them, but he was looking solely at Ashley. Jarrad replied. “Well, we're going to need one of those boxes of food and fixings you do for the cabins around here. Three of us, four days, and we can eat most anything.” He looked at Brad and Ashley. Both nodded their. She jumped as her younger self slapped her hand on the desk. “I don’t even know what I’m writing, anymore!”“Fuck it then!” Rebecca advised. “Grove’s such an asshole, anyway.”Younger-Rebecca shrieked and spun around, almost tipping over the chair. She calmed a bit sighting Rebecca. Blinking rapidly, she gasped: “You scared me! Where did you come from?” Her eyes involuntarily snapped right to the bedroom door.Rebecca glanced at the door as well, and cocked her head. “This is crazy,” she muttered.. "Felix is really good for rump humping because he's always so rigid," Zoann remarked with an enthusiastic emphasis on the last word.When the company left, Berkeley could see she was quite drunk. She would become suddenly sullen and drag Berkeley into the bedroom. He would already be excited by the movement of her flesh as they marched through the apartment. For all her drinking and smoking, her flesh looked particularly healthy and glowing. She was certainly well built, with good proportions,.