Meine Eltern schlugen mir mal vor, als Tagebuchvon nun an den Computer zu verwenden. Ob das auf Dauer dieIdealloesung sein wird, das bezweifle ich eig...ntlich schon jetzt. Sicher, soSpielchen wie PGP und so, die sind eigentlich ganz nett. Jedenfalls sichererals das kleine Vorhaengeschloesschen meines Tagebuchs. Das oeffne ichnaemlich seit einiger Zeit mit einer Bueroklammer.Da sitze ich jetzt vor einem laermenden Kasten und tippe auf den Tastenherum. Irgendwie nicht so ganz toll. Wenn ich da an. I hadn’t heard from you in days, so I drove over and the placed was empty. Then last night you were gone again until god knows when. When I came by after work there was a car in front of the house. Since it is gone now, I will assume it was a woman,” she said.“Assume anything you want,” I suggested raising my voice a little.“Tell me what is going on,” she demanded.“I have a lady friend. She is a retired school teacher. She is the woman who wrote the screen play for Murder Of Eve.” I said.“Tell. “Thank you.”“You’ll regret it later,” The demon promised, and took another bite. After he swallowed it however, he dragged over a nearby metal brazier and set it on fire with a wave of his hand. As light and heat filled the room, he walked away.At the doorway he turned, explaining at Hiryu’s uncertain look. “If I bite you too often, all at once, you’ll die even with my magic.” He gave a fiendish grin. “Hang there for a bit, soak up the pain. I’ll be back.” He left, not even bothering to shut. Sofie joined Jonathan who was sitting toward the front of the boat. Gina, Lori and Jim disappeared below.The sun still sat well above the horizon. Jonathan and Sofie started to kiss and shortly, she got between his legs on her hands and knees. It was obvious she was giving him a blow job. It did not last five minutes and she stopped and got up to sit beside him.I did not know what Liz was thinking. Nor Chuck. Me? I was turned on by what I saw. The problem was the damn setting sun. Ricky was.