"The living room, the kitchen is this way." I went straight to a cupboard and pulled out a can of chicken soup and showed it to her. "Is this okay?" Y...s. It's not my favorite, but..."I ignored her and poured it into a saucepan and turned on the stove."There's no power, but the stove works?" she asked."Somewhere around is a propane tank," I told her. She nodded. "That's why there's hot water for a shower ... but I don't know the source of the water. Like as not, it's well water, which means it's. Even in the thermos jug the coffee was lukewarm when we drank it. None of us had anything planned that day so the four of us stayed in bed. I learnt a lot because whilst Tracy had fun with girls Masha was really keen on girls, at least as much as men. A very bad girl was our Masha, part way through the morning she got her kinky boots and gloves on again and soon persuaded Lily to join her. Well Tracy had never had a chance to take hers off after the foray to the bakery. Well what could I do? I. While he followed me, he glanced into the truck and saw Carla ducking.“Hey, miss, you should come out and get some air. It's too damn hot to sit in that truck with the air conditioner off.” Then I heard him ask. “Are you looking for something?”“Yes, I'm looking for a ring I dropped. I'll be out in a minute.”When I brought my tools to the front of the truck, the sheriff followed me just as Carla got out of the truck. I was glad she leaned against the side door, avoiding any chances of being. I went back and checked on Rachel one last time before I left. As I bent down and kissed her on her forehead, her eyes came open and she looked into my face, almost pleadingly.“Will you stay with me tonight?”“I was going to anyway, Rachel so we could talk some tomorrow.”“No, I mean here, with me. I don’t want to be alone.”“Rachel, I…” “Please, Davey. I feel all churned up inside, and I haven’t slept in days, I could use some comfort. Obviously I feel safe with you; I fell asleep in your lap on.