December 10, 2000, Chicago, Illinois???? Jesse“Let’s go, Jesse!” Mom Two called up the stairs.I knew I was running out of time, but I’d promis...d Father Basil I’d do the longer version of morning prayers when I had to miss church for hockey. I only needed about a minute more, so I returned my focus to the words in the prayer book, which I actually knew by heart. I finished my prayers, then went downstairs, and then down to the basement to get my gear. I lugged everything upstairs and then went. He wrung his hands together to convince himselfthat it wasn't an illusion and only the sensation of smooth, soft handspassing over one another answered to his mind. He looked again over theuncharacteristically small hands, ending in tapered fingers and slightlyprotruding nails, all covered in fair alabaster skin but his mindrefused to acknowledge the girl hands for what they were."WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO ME?!!!" Ed shouted even as he fell tothe ground of his circular prison as the arches. I guess it could have been worse; she could have been seated in back of me and smirking at me behind my back the entire flight. Her constant nonsense chattering about "groundwater insertions into the wellhead" I was sure was just one of their sex talk codes. Imagine their nerve, flaunting their sordid affair in front of everyone, but everyone knows that redheads are utterly shameless anyway, so I guess it isn't entirely her fault, she just can't help being ill-bred.It was to my great surprise. "Great," I replied. "The water here is so beautiful," I said, leaning forward to kiss him on his smooth jawline."Thank you so much for bringing me here," I said.Cal smiled and spoke quietly, "it’s my pleasure, with you leaving and all, it was the least I could do. We have had some wonderful times together, and I am going to miss you," he said. I don’t know what came over me, yet I leaned into him and kissed him again on his cheek, before moving my legs to straddle him as he sat upright in bed..