I realized, in the middle of it, that we'd never much talked about anything before except my hitting and my therapeutic needs. Most of what I'd said t... Sandy had been a part of my effort to persuade her not to abandon me while the team was on the road.Now that she'd taken a definite stand against accompanying me on the next road trip, we could at least drop that sore topic and focus on something else. I found out a little more about Sandy's work as a columnist and free-lance journalist, and she. His eyes were open and semi-functioning and he was moving his legs, trying to stand up."Come on with me Rader." She urged the Marine."Uh... OK... where are we headed?" Up." That was all she said.Up was all he heard, and then he blacked out again.She helped the wounded Marine up the stairs and onto the roof then she pulled the stairs up and closed. She looked around but there was no way to secure the stairs from the roof, they would just have to defend the position as best they could. Nancy. He couldn’t even trust that the flashes were memories rather than drunken dreams. He could remember dreaming about a party his parents threw for their 25th wedding anniversary for some reason and weird flashes of the chef with his pants down. Upstairs Katie was sprawled across their huge bed, her naked body tangled in the sheets and thin cotton blanket from thrashing in her sleep. After being caught spying on the waiter, Katie did her best to maintain her composure as the guests all made. "How's this, hon?" he asked, "Remember, no pressure. Do just as you feel like," Alan said as he stood up and stripped down to nothing, his cock looking about half-hard. People were doing normal things, surfboarding, barbecuing, sunning, tossing Frisbees, just the normal things, just doing them naked or almost. As strange as it was to me, even more unexpected was the friendliness of the people. Most spoke to you with a simple, 'hi' or whatever, in a lot of ways it seemed quite normal. Alan and I.