Blue skies mean no harm, they are protectors. I almost not dare to think reach back into my memories, because with blue skies comes Sawyer, and… Saw...er. I promised myself that Sawyer would stay gone. He’s the reason I’m trapped in this fucking tent, staring up at a turquoise canvas that pretends to be the blue skies from my memories. He’s the reason I’m alone inside this barrier. The others don’t like that I hole up in here. I heard them. I heard their words. They wanted to leave me, and move. He slid the two bottles in a paper bag, promptly handing it to me. "It's all good", he said cheerily, "happens all the time. next time, bring some ID with ya." I smiled, with such relief and gratitude for the man that I could have fainted! "thank you so much, you saved me! I would've been late!". The man grinned, taking my money and wishing me a good night. You know how I felt, walking out of that liquor store at only 19 with two bottles of alcohol? Like a queen. No feeling could describe it.. "Stop babbling and sit down, Johnny." Rebecca leads me over to the chair by the hand and I sit down rather hard. I am sitting fairly straight in the chair, and fiddle with my hands a bit before putting them on my legs to stop looking like I'm fidgeting. I remember to breathe at this point, and she walks over to the computer table to change the music again. She bends over at the waist, clearly exaggerating the movement. This gives me a good, long look at her well-rounded ass, and lets me see. I feel closer to you than ever before. Don't spoil it by scolding yourself for letting this happen." You're nice and hard again. Do you want to come once more, or shall I just hold you like this and fall asleep?" He could only nod in answer, and in a surprisingly short time, both were deep in slumber.Sometime in the wee hours, he had to pee, but first had to get out from under her body and liberate his penis from her grasp. As he did so, she woke up and staggered behind him into the bathroom..