A few dances later, Kainene was exhausted and pretty sure she was sweaty. She placed her palm on her forehead and wrinkled her nose as she felt the mo...sture there. She raised on her tiptoes to shout in Rufus’ ear above the music, ‘I’m just gonna go freshen up in the loo. I feel eeky.’ Rufus grinned at the word ‘eeky’. She was so cute. ‘Fine. I’ll go get us drinks if you like. Or would you rather the marshmallows from the chocolate fountain?’ ‘Oooh…that would be wicked.’ Kainene widened her eyes. He then lowered his hands and moved, once again, to the control panel. Susan was determined not to cry out, but was so very uncertain that she would be able to do so. She looked down at her breasts, they had darkened even more in their bondage, and they already hurt terribly. She heard the hum of the motor above her, and felt herself being pulled even more, upward. In another second, Susan felt herself being lifted from the floor by the hoist, pulling at the ropes around her breasts. As she was. It was the same tattoo.Haha.How could I not forget?We were drunk off our asses! But Im good at remembering things even when drunk, so… I said smiling.He pulled me into another hug.Not lifting me off the ground, this time.Do you wanna see the guys, G? He whispered in my ear.I pulled back and raised an eyebrow.The GUYS? Last time I heard, he only had one friend.I guess a lot changes in 5 years…I thought.I smiled and nodded. He covered my eyes and led me outside to the front yard.Guys! Line up! I. If I'd stayed in Branson it would have been universes worse since I wouldn't have had the challenges of the trip, combined with the new, exciting, boating life to keep me distracted while I properly grieved.The whole thing was a paradox. I needed to be alone to let the alone-ness drive me to needing human contact again. It worked. I was happy to have the girls around, and hoped I still felt that way in a couple of weeks.The cold hit me as I let myself in the screed door, to the covered roof. I.