We slept, ate, and made love in the ocean. Even our children were born in the ocean.Each night I spent all of my time watching Ariel swim and then we ...ould talk. After her last performance I got to watch her change and kiss her tattoo before going home to fall sleep and dream of her some more. My dreams were getting more and more detailed about fish in aquariums, fish in ponds, and castles under the sea.When I woke up Saturday morning I started making sketches of my dream house. It was in a. He wanted to be left alone, especially by asswipe motherfuckers like Lance.I don’t have any illusions about being a nice person or anything, but even not-nice people had to draw the line somewhere, he thought.It was too late, however. He had already picked up the phone; it would be excessively rude to just hand it right up again, even by his somewhat weak standards. Lance filled Justin in on events, leaving out the part where he had practically lost his manhood in the process. That would be. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she screamed, ran at the TV, and started kicking it as hard as she could. Well, so much for keeping her calm. The TV broke the way you would expect a TV to break. Just as it fell over, the ceiling flaps opened again and the same blue mist-like gas started pouring into the apartment."What is that?" she screamed panicking."I think it's sleeping gas," I answered in what I hoped was a soothing voice."It's what? Sleeping gas? Oh my god, they're gassing us? This is illegal! This is. You’ll be fine.” He put his hand over mine. “In any case, remember that you’re a human being and that your primary duty is to make yourself happy.”“And how do I do that? Short of finding another job, which I would have already if I could.”“How about going out with me for a ride once in a while? You were certainly able to put it all behind you for the whole morning, weren’t you?”I considered. “That might be a good idea. As long as your wife or girlfriend or lover doesn’t mind.”He laughed. “I’m.