The whole building had been furnished in luxury beyond the dreams, or even home environment, of the vast majority of her fellow students, but again sh... felt it was very drab and depressing. She was determined to improve her environment whenever she could, but with her Kobekistani upbringing she did not actually know how to buy anything, or do anything other than give orders; even then she really did not know what to demand her entourage to acquire to improve her surroundings.Sharifa arrived at. "What's the matter, dear?" she whispered as she stepped into the room."Why are you down here at this time of night?"The husband looked up from his coffee."Do you remember 20 years ago when we were dating, and you were only 16?" he asked."Yes, I do," she replied. The husband paused. The words were not coming easily."Do you remember when your father caught us in the back seat of my car making love?" Yes, I remember," said the wife, lowering herself into a chair beside him.The husband continued.. There were five dusty pick-up trucks parked in front. The sign said ‘Club Cantina.’ Jeff recognized the word ‘Cantina’, and said to Susan that they could probably get a drink and something to eat inside. Jeff pulled the car into the shade under the buildings overhang. This was next to the gas pump. ‘I hope we can get some gas,’ Jeff said to Susan. They both looked back at Little Jeff. Little Jeff was still sl**ping peacefully in the back seat. ‘Don’t wake him. Let him sl**p,’ Jeff suggested.. He could see Allison hurrying to climb out of the pool. Not even stopping to dry herself, she rushed to his side. Slipping an arm around his waist and draping his arm over her shoulder, she helped to steady him.Even in his dizzy and panicked state, he felt an electric thrill from her touch. He had never felt her body against his like this. Of course, he had hugged her plenty of times before, but it was always when she was fully dressed. Now, they were both mostly naked."Let's get you somewhere.