You will have to spell it out for me.”“So, Daniel,” she sat up straight in the chair, trying to restore calm to her voice. “Do you remember th... last time I spoke to you, those 33 years ago?”“Yes, of course I do, like it only happened yesterday. We said goodbye, we had a good hug and then we parted. I thought our separation would be for just a term, a short University term until Christmas.”She looked at him, freed one of her hands from his light grasp and began dabbing at the drying tears on her. “Champagne?” Sam asked, having prised open only one of Donna’s hands.“Mmm…!”Sam tried to reach for a second glass, but Donna refused to let go of his penis. The fingers of her other hand now curling tightly around his balls, “We’ll share one glass,” she whispered.“Why do I always end up in an inescapable hold?” he asked, trying to pull away.“Because you want to?”Donna gently used Sam’s penis to pull him down on to the white sheets and positioned his head between her waiting thighs.“Maybe I do,. Once more the animal track I was tentatively following led back to the shore but from there I could see no way forward. Probably it was a place where animals came to drink. I collapsed under a tree and cried at my hopeless situation. I'd almost given up any hope of survival and wished that I had died a quick death with my companions instead of a slow death by starvation. There was plenty of water but I doubted that it would be clean although I'd already swallowed a lot during my swim. I took a. I woke abruptly, eyes wide and instinctively aware that something was profoundly wrong. A dull glimmer cast by the coals of the fire still penetrated the polypropylene walls of the tent. I knew it hadn’t been long since I had fallen asleep. The air of the tent had lost little of its heat or humidity. At most, thirty minutes had passed since I had shut my eyes. For a moment I held my breath and listened, seeking the source of my unease. I could still smell the musk in the air from the delicious.