Her hands outstretched, beckoning me. In wisps of dreamy fog, we came together, lips seeking lips, tongues seeking tongues. The silk slipped gently f...om her body fluttering away in the soft breeze. She stood, shoulders back, head high, waiting, wanting... My hands move in sleep, gently unknowingly caressing her, seeking her, she murmurs as she turns towards me, her leg enfolding me, drawing me close. Our breathing, deep and soft in sleep, becomes as one in perfect rhythm. Through the fog and. Are you going to Alabama for Davey’s funeral? Well, I guess that’s where it will be.”“I want to. What about the kids?”“I’ll be here,” Kara said. “I don’t have any place I need to be. July is my month off from research.”“OK. I’ll call the travel agent,” Abbie said. “Thanks.”I hugged her and then started making breakfast.July 17, 1993, Chicago, Illinois“Hi Steve!” Mitsuko said when Kara and I walked into the dojo on Saturday morning.“«Ohayō gozaimas»!” I replied. (“Good morning!”)“Very good! Did. Even an audit by the FDA? I could handle them.Sleeping with a co-worker? I was freaked out.To be honest, I'd anticipated that I might eventually knock boots with a fellow Argen employee. Of course, for the past several weeks, I'd thought that fellow employee would be Grant. And more the point, I'd thought we'd be in a dating relationship by that point.But no, I hadn't slept with Grant. And I wasn't in a dating relationship with the guy I'd slept with. In fact, I had absolutely no idea what the. So I began to stroke myself while I watched them. But as I got going, the landlord had climaxed – his body shivered with extasy as he came inside her. He pulled out and smacked her ass hard. Her eyes flew open with the sudden sharp sting. He said something to her then had walked off, out of view. But she lay there, bent over the arm, her eyes still locked on me. They pierced through me as if she was searching for my soul in them. It felt as if she had seen it. I suddenly became aware of myself.