"Ah! Chris! It's you!" She was surprised. I put out my hands to steady her and grabbed her arms. I let them go almost right away."Yep. It's me. What a...e you doing with Anson? I thought you'd have broken up with him back when..." Well, I needed a ride home..." That was baloney and she knew it. And I knew it. I looked at her like she couldn't be that dumb, so she knew that I knew. " ... and, well ... I needed to talk to him." Yeah. I saw how that worked out," I said as we walked back into the. But it would have been more meaningful if it could have led somewhere.After completing his day's work at the newspaper offices, he was home in his downstairs flat by six o'clock. That evening he sat working until near midnight correcting all the sex scenes, He even had a go at some she hadn't raised, always keeping in mind her advice to "never overwrite."His work carried over into the following evening, and the day after that he was able to drop off the completed manuscript but was only able to. I went to the bathroom. She was lying in the bathtub looking nowhere depressed. I also entered the tub and sat opposite to her. She asked weather she was not good enough for me and many other ridiculous girly questions, which I just responded with no-no’s. I explained to her that I was not ready to have sex and wanted to keep at least something exclusive for my future life partner. I know it sounds really filmy but the feelings flowing inside me that time were some what like that only. Its not. . Whooboy this is going to get complicated. We're going to have to plow and sow seeds, raise a crop, harvest it, thresh it, sprout it, heat it to stop the sprouting, crack the sprouted grain, put it in heated water, circulate the water, raise the temp of the water, drain it into a vat, boil it ... hop it ... shit. Two Voices?" Yes, Stick?" Do hops grow here?" Ask Jo." laughed Two Voices."JO!!" Yeah Kurt?" Hops. Are they native?" Yup." Got any?" asked Kurt."Nope." Can you get any?" No, but you.