It didn’t make sense for her to go back home then come back tomorrow. This way we could leave right from my house and head straight into the city. I... was also an excuse to screw all day. Neither of us wore a lot of clothes for the rest of the day.We decided we’d have brunch at a popular restaurant in Los Angeles, do some shopping/sight-seeing then head to Griffith Park for a night time hike. I used to go hiking all the time went I first moved to California. First few months out here I couldn’t. I was just recalling my old Granny Esmeralda; very often she made us breakfasts like this, when my sisters and I were at her cabin."No, it's just that Granny..." her hand continued to stroke his hairy wrist, gradually slipping further and further up his arm at each stroke. "Well... Granny always added something a bit special to our corn mush." Special?" he echoed, stepping a bit closer, so that her fingers could brush across his chest."Oh, aye. Special... Different kinds, sometimes blueberry. She had no control over it and can be dangerous, so her parents had her homeschooled.Fast forward, my brother called me because he's having surgery and that they'll be staying with me for a couple of months. Days later, the surgery was a success and my brother had his eyes covered and temporarily blind. One morning I woke up to find my brother sitting at the dining table while my sister-in-law cooks breakfast."Good morning John! Coffee?" Diana (my sister-in-law) asked while she cooks."Yes. Soon they were over the Kent beaches in England heading toward London. When they came over a country farm property surrounding a British manor house, the pilot set down at a marker on the lawn. “You’re here, Major. Do you need a hand?”Mike shook his head and extended his hand to Kelly who had been sleeping, although he couldn’t figure out how she could possibly sleep with all the noise. She blinked and smiled at him sleepily. She took his hand and he helped her up, but remained bent over to.