”I waves off her suggestion. “That’s not going to happen, and you’re not going to be able to convince me so you might as well not try.”She s...ys, “OK, I won’t but you should probably not be alone right now.” I joke, “Just admit that you want to take me home, why don’t you?”That’s when Eileen says, “I want to take you home.” She starts walking to her car and gestures me to follow. I think she makes a bit of sense since I did just get electrocuted. But I have some suspicions. Suspicions that grow. We also had preserved tomatoes, beans, peas, and baby carrots, and more jars of salsa, relishes, and tomato sauce. It required a hell of a lot of mason jars and canning supplies.Interestingly, as the weather changed and harvesting got into full swing, I got the urge to go hunting. Like I said a while back, it was something that I'd done as a kid with my father and having very little on my plate to deal with, besides ordering up things for the people who were actually working, I started feeling. “And these,” she reached for the padding that filled the bra cups of my corselette, “are very unconvincing.” Undeterred by my struggles, she leant in and locked her mouth on mine for a violent kiss. “God you even taste of coal!” she laughed, eventually letting go of me. “I’ll have to tell Mrs Danbury she’s working you too hard.” She stepped back. “Well, Meakin,” she said. “You’d better get on with your work. I haven’t got time to mess around all day. Fun though it might be!”Another voice called. . I ... I'll think about it," I replied, shrugging as I made my hasty getaway.I managed to get ten real good lines out of those two grams of coke. I spread it out, doing two lines every few days, in the afternoons when Jilly took her nap and I had some time alone. I always felt so good when I did that stuff. Cocaine. It buzzed my brain like nothing else. It made me numb and alive and dreamy and hyperactive all at once. It was crazy and even after the real rush was gone, maybe thirty minutes or.