I'd call that badboy 'The Jackrabbit' maybe. Throw some Curlies in there, get some Slick Mickeys..." That'd be wicked," David was nodding. "But it wou...d be a lot easier just to build a real car, bro. This thing..." It ain't a Thing!" The Boz growled and we ignored him." ... give it up, dude. It's a fuckin' Volkswagen," David finished with a sympathetic smile."She bought headers for it," I sorta waved at the box."Who?" David bent down, flipping open the box."The Bozette," I giggled."Hey! You. She was falling over me. All this while, when we were smoking, I had lifted her top so that her navel remained exposed.I took her inside the room and she by instinct fell on the bed.Me: Honey, not feeling well?Tarika: Come closer Karan, I want to have you closer baby.Me: I’m here babes.Tarika: I can’t feel you.Me: Will my lips on yours make you believe me?Tarika: mmmm hmmmm mmm..Her moans had totally turned me up and I went closer and placed by lips over her soft lips. The feeling of kissing. ” She looked at Rose.“We’ve studied Wikipedia for a long time,” Rose began, in her almost-natural American voice that was really from Claude’s translator. “Do you know about Easter Island?” She was ensconced in the plump old armchair, with Cyan and Emerald each perched on a huge padded arm.“It’s an island in the Pacific,” Grace remembered. “They cut down all the trees and died out?”“That’s right,” Rose nodded. “Well, almost died out. They cut down all the palm trees to make rollers to move huge. It is addictive. The first sip burns some, but then the smoothness follows.Nibbling at the food and each other, they talk about things they have longed to share with someone. George explains he was content with his wife, but it was just that. They grew used to each other, nothing to get excited about. (Down the road, George would tell Patti more about it that, in reality, it had been an unhappy marriage for him trying to meet her desires for unattainable levels of contentment).As they talk,.