You want me to fix it?”“Please.”“No problem. Just please, don’t have issues over this. It’s not like I have a choice.”“I know, my frie...d. If it does become a problem I’ll opt for a mind-wipe. Though I know there is no reason why it should.”Amantil looked ghastly. Her normal, healthy, ‘peaches and cream’ skin tones were gone and she looked almost as if she had a greenish tinge. Her breathing was laboured to the extent that I felt every breath might just be her last. I was surprised to see Cass. When I talk about perfect, I'm only talking about the physical, cosmetic gifts, because Rachel didn't necessarily score well in some of the other categories, like personality and intellect. She wasn't stupid, but she was a little bit slow. She could act all sweet and nice, but that was just acting on her part, and because she was slow, she would sometimes forget who it was she was being nice to at that particular moment, and slip up. If you've read this far, I bet you're thinking that this. ‘I woke and you weren’t there. I thought you left me, until I heard the shower,’ he said as he began rising the soap out of my hair. I went to grab the bar of soap but he stopped me. He pushed me up against the shower wall and kissed me, the hot water now running over his backside. ‘I thought I wasn’t going to be able to have you again.’ He looked at me with questioning eyes. I kissed him, ran my hand down his flat stomach and took him into my grasp. He sucked in hard but I knew what was going. My friend had no objections to the idea and made a joke. The two had never really talked to one another before and this gave them a chance to get to really meet. They started joking around, I thought it was great. We decided to stop and pick up a case of beer and began drinking on the way out, the more we drank the raunchier the conversation became. It started to rain and I concentrated more on the road while the two were goofing around. She was always trying to get my attention and the more.