"I was in a rut and you got me out."They kissed tenderly, happy to have her in his arms. Her body felt so soft, her skin so smooth. Gabriel savoured t...e touch of his lover against him."Take me to your bed," she whispered."No," he left a sloppy trail of kisses across her cheek. "I'm going to take you to our bed."Picking her up in his arms, he carried her to the newly-remodeled bedroom. Stepping over the threshold, he walked over to the bed as she nuzzled up against his neck.As he set her down on. My haze ofconfusion cleared up. Band practice; this house; my parent's youth; thestudent ID. Christina is only 17. It just didn't really settle in untiljust now. I have to go to school today."Thanks," I replied to my sister as I hugged her back.My mom handed me a wrapped gift. "I know your real gift is sitting inthe driveway, but here's something small that goes with it."I unwrapped the gift to find a CD Player, cassette deck adapter combo."It's so you can play CDs in your car!" she. She rushed into the living room, to find Manu drinking a mug of coffee and Lila, semi-reclined on a pillow, on her gurney, still hooked up to a full IV bag, drinking another. He must have changed the bags while she overslept.Indeed, Aisha realized, it was the smell of fresh coffee that woke her up, otherwise she would still be asleep. She approached Manu, with her eyes downcast, humbly apologized for her tardiness and begged to be punished for it."It is not for oversleeping that I shall punish. ’ Five minutes passed with much of the same button pressing, cheery beeping, and no progress. ‘Instruction manual you say?’ Mmhm. Diego paused for a moment, then continued pressing buttons. Just as he was about to turn up a dial that looked like it might be the volume Betty stopped him. I wouldn’t do that. ‘Do what?’ Turn that dial. ‘Why not?’ That’s the self-destruct timer. ‘I see.’ Diego’s hand made a hasty retreat. ‘So where’s that instruction manual?’ Betty giggled and flashed an image into.