We both try as much a possible to be a quiet as possible, so as not to embarrass or offend. Our sex is slow and measured. Like our cycling, we found a...cadence that allowed us to ride all night.Day 2I'm awakened by the sounds of people stirring, tent zippers going up and down, people fumbling in the early time before the twilight of the morning. As my senses begin to process my surroundings I find her snuggled close to me, her slow deep breaths, telling me she is still asleep. In the early light. . I'm all alone, bro... why Camille had to die? Why?..." Alan said with that obviously drunk voice. I started shivering and feeling really emotional. I had killed that guy, that sad lonely guy."Don't start crying yet, there's more" Alex said completely impassive.But Alan wasn't talking anymore. The phone went dead for about three minutes, then I could hear my own voice calling him. I was in shock. Tears were still rolling down my face while my eyes were fixed on the man in front of me, while I. "I am sorry Mr Grant, and although you really don't deserve it, I am goingto give you the message that you wouldn't allow me to, earlier. You can dowhat you want after that" she snorted indignantly."Oh, go on then. Just get it over with" I sighed with resignation, and alsofeeling a little guilty about the way I had treated her. It wasn't her faultthat I always ran to a tight schedule, after all."It's Mr Jamieson, he's called again. He wants to know whether you'll beable to make it in time. He. We just loved being with each other, and after all these years her look and her touch still excites me as if I were a teenager again.I had been to Florida while I served with the navy back in the mid 60's. I loved the warm days and the beaches. I had always hated snow and the cold, and when I spent my first winter in Florida, I knew that some day I would return. There I would live out my life in the sun and never be cold again.For many years my wife and I vacationed in Ft. Meyers, and we really.