Nice to meet you!Nice to meet you Marty, I am Eve. Are you very hungry Marty?No, Eve, not real hungry, but I wanted just to try some things and see wh...t it was like.Marty! I am so proud of you willing to try. How much do you have to spend on this experiment?Well will 500 pesos be enough?May I select things for you?You bet. That would be great Eve.And that's what she is doing. She gets me a round doughy ball she calls SioPao, an eggroll looking thing she calls Lumpia, some noodles she calls. Fran, a petite black girl with short jet black hair from Spain who spoke surprisingly good English for a Spaniard and Kim, an Australian blonde bombshell with bright blue eyes. We hung around together for a few nights, exploring, drinking and just general tom foolery. Every night ended the same way, a bonfire on the beach waiting for the sun to come up.We thought it was just another night but when Dan and Kim both announced they would be leaving the next day to continue their travels it turned. Striking one of his matches, I lit a few candles. Our kitty looked at me from the window and meowed a soft cry. He felt his absence too. His sleek, black fur shimmered in the candlelight. He knew he’d been gone too long and our hearts ached to feel his touch again. I could still smell his scent on his pillowcase. I clutched it in both of my hands and buried my face in it, breathing deeply. Rolling over, I settled into his spot.The breeze from the cracked window picked up and I felt my nipples. Loud, I said, "What did she do?" It's kinda complicated. Can you help us sort this out? We're at the Breakfast Club where she works." Okay, I'll be there. Twenty minutes?" No problem. They have donuts," Fran chuckled.I ended the call and looked at my visitors. I did not want to scare them. "I'm sorry. Something came up and I must leave the office. Where can I reach you?"They gave me the name of a cheap motel in Chevy Chase and I escorted them out. I made it in twenty-two minutes and my heart.