I went up. I only had a small duffel bag and a light backpack. So, while she was struggling to fit in her berth, I could stretch myself to my heart’... content. “Getting too crammed up there?” I asked.“Yeah, a little. I’ll manage, though. Thanks!”“Sure, you can! Never doubted that!”Now all the lights were switched off by other passengers. Since it was a 2nd ac compartment every berth has an independent night lamp. So, I switched it on and started reading my novel – “Scion of ishvaku.”“Interesting. Or what?It was the most frightening nightmare creature he had ever seen. It had a definitely female figure, but other than that it was an apparition dreamed up by Bosch or Brueghel or some similar artist. The head was encased in a helmet with horns, so that only the eyes and the mouth could be seen. The upper body had a bikini top made of black leather which shone in the red light as though it was smouldering. Chains ran down from that to the bikini bottom (or was it a pair of jockey shorts?). She was bare footed and I noticed how long and well-toned her legs were. It was twilight and she did not see me at first. When she turned and saw me on my rocking chair, she came over and asked what I was drinking. When I told her it was Jack Daniels, she said, “I’d love some. Do you mind sharing?” she asked, boldly taking my glass, sipped and handed it back. “Thanks, I love Jack Daniels." “There’s more. Would you like a glass?” “Sure. I’d love a glass.” When I returned, Angel was sitting on. I know it sounded kind of crude, but I also knew there was no way that Bubba would be hanging around her unless he was getting something for his trouble. There was something here I wasn't getting."Sis?"(Sniffle) "What?" I'm sorry I was so crude. It's just that the way you and Bubba are together and that you get upset any time I try to talk to you about him I figured you must be doing something." Well, we're not." sniff"I don't get it. Every time I turn around you're wrapping yourself around.