Her long black curly hair was slightly damp, and spread out like a fan on the serape. The full lips were parted and intermittently she would bite down...on her lower one nervously. Her neck and jaw muscles were taut with tension, and he could hear her ragged breathing.From where he was, he could see Mark's fingers continue their assault on Nena's protruding nipples and the desired effect they were having on her body, her chest area coated with a fine sheen of perspiration, her face and chest area. Jason is here? That’s wonderful.“Behave. He is a gentleman and I am a lady and we are attended by our chaperones.”Sure. No problem. This is great!Maybe I’d get to see my brother in this other timeline we flitted in and out of. Miranda opened the door and there stood the handsome young corporal. I couldn’t see Kyle in his eyes, though. Behind him was his Indian friend.“Won’t you come in, gentlemen,” Miranda said softly. Her voice was scarcely above a whisper. I supposed at this register it did. I guess there was a sense of relief, because I slept unusually hard. Even so when I awoke at 8AM everyone was still asleep. I dressed in my jogging clothes and off I went for a Monday morning run. How depressing, I thought.I ran around he city and everything was right with the world, except for the hour. I had to stop at every intersection and wait for the traffic. Even that was fine with me. I didn’t really want to jog, but I needed to keep to my routine.When I got back the people were. She quickly slid the ribbon from the box. She was dying of curiosity. She remembered the night he’d brought her the corsage. But he’d already given her flowers, so what could the box possibly contain? She lifted the lid. Inside, nestled on a bed of white cotton was...a packet of condoms.She burst out laughing. “Oh Peter! And here I thought it was going to be something, you know...”“Romantic?” he finished for her. “You mean something like...” He reached into the box and pulled up a.