It's not good for a diabetic." My mom has a glass of wine once in a while." My mom told me to stay away from it so I stay away from it." I'll go cance... the Martini, then." Don't on my account," she replied."I don't like drinking alone." You're not alone. Just pretend I have a rum and Coke but without the rum." Jenna scanned the menu. "I think I'll have the poached salmon." I like the looks of the capon." If you'll excuse me, I need to use the ladies' room." Jenna picked up her purse and headed. I can see the curve of her breast and the shape of her hips. Her legs aren’t covered so I see all her skin. Her smooth, milk chocolate complexion contrast with the cream colors sheet that was draped around her like a goddess. Gosh, she makes my mouth drool. She told me that she would love for me to ravish her. But not with words, she said it with the way she breathed, the way she let me see her naked, the way she let me overpower her with me eyes. I smile, telling her that her wish was my. Sabrina and Linda lived together, they were very close and it was unclear as to their sexual preferences. Angie connected with Christopher for he lost his wife to cancer and like Angie headed back to school in an attempt to fill the void otherwise occupied by grief. With Jack and Angie’s love waning, she found herself being consoled by Christopher. Angie and Christopher encouraged each other scholastically and personally but most of all they made each other laugh. When they weren’t studying. Unfortunately I could give her no such reassurance. I knew exactly what that noise meant. That was the sound of the warehouse shipping door opening and the cargo jack being wheeled through it. Which could mean one of two things, that a new shipment of something had come in, which meant we had very little to worry about, OR, it could mean that Marco was searching for something to ship out. “So where did you say it was again Marco?” The voice of one of the shipping/receiving guys asked in his.