Kleenex appeared and, to a chorus of honking that would have made a flock of geese proud, we cleaned ourselves up. I sat, one hand cupping one tit of ...ally, the other hand cupping the tit of Nicole. They were still a little nervous at my anger and my unpredictability right at that moment, especially with all that had gone on that day. I toyed with their nipples, squeezing and fondling the pliant globes until their breathing became more shallow and rapid. Sally was squirming on my thigh and. "You should've figured out by now that I'm not that pristine." Yeah, you're right," he grinned. "In fact-and I'm being a real jerk by even bringing this up, especially if it's not true, but I'm curious. I heard a rumor that you 'got it on' with some guy in right field." True story. Not just 'some guy, ' though, Skipper. Your starting catcher," I grinned."You... and Kirkland?!?" Yeah, I thought you knew." No, I thought you guys were just good friends." No, Coach, sorry. We're going out. You now. ‘Would you play it for me’ She asked simply. ‘Anything you like, if you lead.’ ‘Oh, I’ve waited so long for this’ she said quickly standing and smoothing the wrinkles from the ever-present gray flannel dress. Carl removed his violin from its case and prepared himself behind his old music stand. Simone took up her baton tapped it lightly and raised her arms. ‘I’d like to see’hear, your Cockaigne..again. she said flushing but still smiling directly at him. Carl removed a CD from his violin case,. "Shhh!" Doug hissed, still listening.Mark tried to stop breathing so as to better hear...Footsteps.Quick footsteps.Running footsteps, not slow, unsteady footsteps...Mark and Doug threw themselves to their feet and ran to the edge of theroof.Looking down, they saw a lone figure running through the empty streets."Hey!" Doug called down to him.The person stopped and glanced up fearfully."Where'd you come from?" Doug called down, hoping to hear something,anything, about survivors.The man shrugged,.