Frankie started to panic what would she say to Ian, he would smell it if nothing else and of course Bob had a wife to go home to too.“Can you make a... excuse?” she asked him.“Like what” he replied.“Well I can ring Ian and tell him Kelly is being sick so I am taking her home, it’s not unusual that one she often is, but what can you say?”Bob picked up his phone found a contact and dialled, the person on the other end must have been sleepy because he had to repeat what he was saying “Sorry hun Dean. Damn though, that made a dent in Jonah’s collection.”“I really doubt that. He gave them to me right after our set, to take with us. Like a little payment, I guess. They were actually hiding in my clothes bag for a few days in the cabin, because I forgot about them with, you know, everything.”“Yeah. Good thing Mom didn’t find them before you took care of them!”“Totally.”She examined a few and then pocketed a bottle of Smirnoff. We tucked the rest of the ghosts back into their bed and said. I put on my boxers out of modesty for Lizbeth and went to the bathroom to pee and wash myself and was back in the bedroom just in time to see Lizbeth crawling naked across the covers."This side of the sheets is warmer and not wet," she said pulling them up around her stomach.I slipped my boxers over my erection and crawled in bed with her. "Maybe we can find something else to warm you up." The sheets are for later, anyway," she said throwing them back. "Do you think we will ever go to sleep?". It was my own personal hell. Friday came and in the early afternoon my phone rang. I expected to hear Tonya’s voice on the other end of the line but as I looked at the caller I.D, I realized it was John calling me. I picked up the phone and sleepily answered it.“Mike, what the hell is wrong? You sound awful.” John said through the phone.I explained to him that I had not been sleeping well at all. At first he thought I might have been having flashbacks about the war and the years I spent.