In his hands, he held a volume of poetry by Edgar Allan Poe. His eyes began to read the first stanza of "Annabel Lee" again, but his mind simply could...not absorb the words. Sleepless nights were not an unusual occurrence for him, but the feeling of restlessness, the feeling that he needed to be elsewhere, was. He tossed the book aside with a grunt of aggravation."I think I will saddle up Caesar and go for a ride. Perhaps after a ride, I shall be able to sleep." The man snorted his disbelief.. "They started to fuck faster and faster. Their breathing got very heavy. It rasped harshly from their lust-constricted throats, as they wallowed in the fleshy pleasure of their impending climaxes. Their flesh smacked against each other wetly. Cathy's juices were flowing more heavily than she had ever felt them flow in her life. They trickled out of her stuffed hole and trickled in a shiny flood down her ass cheeks, and pooled on the bed beneath her humping ass.Her syrup covered Jimmy's big pole. A warm, nude body climbed under the covers with him and a woman's hands chafed his shivering body and held him close until he felt warmer and slept.Later, he remembered her offering him a bitter bark tea of some sort; he decided from the taste, it was willow. He was almighty thirsty, but try as he might, he was so weak he could only sip a few drops of the brew.When Jim woke next the stifling heat was still with him, but most of the pain and delirium were gone. He roused and looked around him.. (The Hollywood makeup man) All threeof them staying in one of the City's major hotels, The Pan Pacific.While in Yokohama, Gabrielle and Midori took the names of Daphne andTiffany Brown.(The makeup man was Ted Brown). All the proper documentswere supplied to make the women and 'their adoptive father' appearauthentic to anyone who cared to check on them."I'm Daphne?" Midori said looking at the documents she and Gabrielle hadgotten. "You weren't behind this, were you?" Hell no. I rather be called.