I stood against the chill of winter, my head bowed, contemplating. Contemplating life, contemplating death, contemplating the impact of one simple lif... upon this ball of mud called Earth. She was born, she lived, she died, it was as simple as that, or was it? In her years what had she accomplished? Her meager possessions had already been divvied up amongst those of us left. A few scraps of cloth, a few shards of glass, a couple of bits of gold, photographs faded by time, only this and nothing. Callie was petite, cute and sassy as all hell. He found himself wondering how good that chest looked out of the shirt. Later, boy, later.Dean set to replacing the fan belt while Callie slid back under the car and went back to cursing and hacking away at the old radiator hose.They swapped tools, banter and offered each other unnecessary advice on how best to manage the job. All was going well till Dean's hand slipped and he dropped a spanner. It clattered down through the engine bay and fell. "Why not"? He wanted to know. " It's only one drink", he said. I sat and pondered for a few minutes, thinking of all the bad that's gone on in my relationship, and how I never did any wrong to that man. All the running around he did on me! I started getting pissed off and realizing that no matter what I say or do, there isn't anything I can think of that will change what once was a fantastic relationship."Ok, you twisted my arm, where would you like to go"? I asked. "Really"? He quickly. "So how are you feeling now?" asked Mrs Green lying beside me.I glanced at her wet naked body, the water droplets ran down her round boobs glistening in the sunshine, and instantly i felt a little twitch in my cock again."I'm good! getting used to it now!" i replied smiling."Yes, there's nothing like the feel of the hot sunshine on your naked wet body!" she replied looking me in the eyes "It's so freeing, don't you think?" Yes, i think so" i replied back not really sure what she meant."Good".