You can have the fucker,” his voice dripped with anger on the last word. His face became more natural to me and the sheer terror stopped flowing thr...ugh my body. His face still scared me into not moving, but I could see a real person under the sickly, pale skin.“No, I don’t want her, she is a shit fuck and just a groupie. Man, I can find them anywhere,” he countered to the phone before looking around the graveyard. I could almost read his face saying, ‘well maybe not here,’ with a slight tilt. But, the lusty side of me won here. I don’t even know what thoughts were going through her mind. She looked so nervous. Perhaps the dilemma of whether this is right or wrong was pinching her. Nevertheless, she chose to enjoy the moment.So, I was surprised at myself by what I did next. I just picked the straps of her shining black one piece dress from shoulder, and slid them down from her shoulder. She didn’t resist. and the dress just dropped down on the floor. Ohh my gosh. She was. They were eating lunch: grilled swordfishand salad, when Ray suddenly stood up at the table."Shut the fuck up!" he ordered and there was instant silence.They all strained their ears and then they heard what sounded like amosquito in the distance."Go! Go! Go!" Ray screamed but the men were already on their way totheir stations.Steve Ford ran to the top of the Lookout Hill so fast that he collapsedafter igniting the signal pyre. Ray, John and Craig lit smaller firesalong the beach. The plane. " She felt deeply ashamed at that point.He didn't say a word. He felt he couldn't because for one, he was too astounded! Secondly, he was drunk and confused and three, he found Sally attractive and sexy but knew she was off limits due to his dad's girlfriend. He got up and left the room. He went to the family room. He wondered. "How do I deal with this? Do I leave and she's stuck with that brisket or what? Who in the hell cares, she just put the make on me." After walking into the other room.