Rebecca is drinking white wine while I’ve started with beers, lime and salt on the rim.It’s good to be away from the kids and the jobs, I tell her... raising my glass, my head obscured by a ballcap and Ray-Bans.And the PTA meetings. And the housecleaning. Then she raises her glass and sips, too. The sun seems to be as high as it’s going to get all day.It might only be a couple hours away from setting the next time I really take notice, looking up from my book and taking one headphone out to ask. ‘Will you be alright until your man gets back from work?’ Gerald asked as he placed several more bags of groceries on the table. ‘I’ll be fine thanks. Say hallo to your wife when you visit her for me.’ ‘Tanaya said as he headed for the front door, she limped to the kitchen doorway to watch him as he left the house. With the house to herself once again ‘Tanaya returned to the kitchen, put the meat in the fridge and the frozen items in the deep freezer. She picked over the shop on the table,. There was an added element of stretching the muscles of international Communism with support for the anti-Fascist forces allied against General Franco. I saw Franco as sort of a junior partner to Hitler and Mussolini with a lot less long term evil intent against the rights of the common populace.I never did understand from my perspective of the early twenty-first century why some countries were allowed to gain “neutral” status and others were ruthlessly invaded and treated like second class. Her name was Jenna, and she was sixteen. She had shoulder length straight brown hair, and was a little shorter than Dasha. She was skinny, but had enormous breasts, a D cup at least. Just below the left one was a tattoo of a rose and the initials HBL. After Karl was through his first time with her, he told the girls that they could have one hour to talk before he gagged them again. Morgan’s first question was about the tattoo. “What’s his name?” she asked, eager to hear stories from the real.