She started tobleed."Shit," I said. "Get in the house and take care of yourself."She couldn't stop the bleeding so after an hour or so I took her back...o the hospital. They admitted her.Her fucking mother called the fucking cops. They questioned me and Itold them that we were all upset about the baby and I got out of hand.That I was sorry, that I didn't know what the fuck got into me. That Iwas too drunk or upset at the time so they let me go.A week later she came out of the hospital. My stomach. And I probably must have popped another pill some 20 minutes before, because I was feeling this rush in my head and his words became more and more unintelligible while my thoughts were drifting away.I usually have a lot of fantasies and ideas in my head. People usually characterise me as this dreamy introvert guy but I am very curious and want to experience everything by myself in stead of listening to other people’s opinion. That’s also the reason why I have no objections in taking drugs like. Paul.", all said with a pleasant smile."Uh. Well I was called "Aggy" at the Academy – I came from the R.M. Agricultural and Military College" in response to the interrogating eyebrow."Good engineering that lot" as he padded ahead of the ensign. "Good morning you lot" to his workers assembled round the coffee urn."You'd better not have emptied that urn" to the assembly from Rowan coming through the door."Here's your morning read" thrusting a handful of chips at the Commander."We did mention this. We all laid on the bed smiling as we slept. This ended our pleasant trip down the river. Diane and I had become much more than lovers or husband and wife. We had become inseparable friends for life. For us the secret to a long happy life was complete acceptance of each other without need for changing ourselves. What we wanted, the other pretty much let us do. We had a steady income, great friends in and out of the bedroom(s) and were perfectly happy as we grew older together. Misty had success.