Staring at my phone as if to will it to say hello. Another cigarette down. I try to crawl back into bed, the emotional roller coaster of this affair m...king me exhausted. But husband has stolen the entire bed. I go back to the living room and grab a blanket from the couch. I sit and start another smoke, covering myself with the blanket and halfway falling asleep.You cry until you feel thirsty. You get up for a drink and hear your phone go off. Its me. Finally. What the fuck took me so long? In. " Did you have a crush on him?" Only for moments. He threw me at Matt. I'm going to marry him soon. I want to."I said, "That takes both of us off any availability list. On that note, we'll leave. There may be a few calls back at the office." I shook hands with Jack and we left for the EOC.Once back, we found my prediction to be correct. The media decided there were two stories. One was the coming of Larry and the associated dangers of another hurricane. The other was the man who is Eve Baylor. As women -- demoralized and physically weaker -- we'd presumably be easier to handle. It wasn't long before even more unsavory speculations were made along those lines. It sounded like sci-fi porn to me and if the Assies or some indigenous race of Klink intended to reduce us to slavery, why return the future "slave girls" to their friends instead of putting them to work immediately? An even more repulsive theory postulated that the Assies or another alien race was female-poor and needed. Kim wrapped around him, squeezing tight. "Of course, I am always here for you. Anything, anytime. You know that." Chris' hands ran across Kim's back, half wondering if he was wearing a bra again. He felt nothing so his hands u*********sly slid slower until he caught himself. by then his hand were just above Kim's ass though, and he still hadn't felt anything under the robe. Kim was probably totally naked under that robe he realized. "Ok I should go, I need to get moving." Chris half whispered.