One of them was making out with her, the other was licking her neck. I didn’t care. I wasn’t in the mood. I woke up then. I just lay in bed think...ng about all that I had just dreamed. It had certainly been hot, but there were too many other conflicting emotions for me to care. It hadn’t been long since our faithful night where she had told me we ‘had to talk about it’. How many months had it been now? Two? Had I really already managed to survive that long? Yeah, about that. It hadn’t been. As the memory came back to her she looked over at thesleeping form of Bethany and smiled, relaxing back into the bed. Bethanybegan to stir as well, and her groggy eyes flitted open to see the dark-skinned face of her companion admiring her. Kardan brought her lipsruthlessly down on Bethany's, kissing her hard. The innkeeper returnedher kiss with fervour.It was another hour before the two women came downstairs to makethemselves breakfast. Though the mean was merely a second helping ofrice and. All I knew was that the garage was not as chillyas I though it was just a few minutes before, whew.When I got in behind the wheel the car was filled withthe smell of woman, I think Obsession or Eternity,whatever it was it was wonderful. She was looking at theFerrari interior, touching the dashboard, rubbing herfingers on the instruments and switches, she wasstudying everything with great interest.Her fingers moved to the chrome gearshift lever with itsblack ball shift knob which sprouted from. She kicked harder. "Wake up Roland, something's wrong."He sat up and fumbled with his rifle. "Sergeant?" Get your gear together and outside, I got a bad feeling about this." The pre-dawn air was chilly, but that wasn't what made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. Rioters moaned and pushed at the fence. They stood three deep in places, and even from the loading dock, she heard the fence creak. "Who's in charge here?"One of the gunners pointed to the tracked vehicle. She climbed up next.