'Paris started to come back with one of her patented biting remarks. Then she relaxed a bit and chuckled. "I suppose so, but then I've never woke up i... exactly this situation before. I'm not sure what the protocol is." I don't have any idea either," Rory confessed. "Saying 'Well, well' actually seems as intelligent as anything I can think of to say." But we do need to talk," said Paris."I know. It's just that I have no idea where to start."The blonde shifted back and forth on the bed. "Should. If this was the afterlife I would go mad pretty soon. Maybe it was one of those lucid dream type things where you could change the world by will. I tried conjuring up Caitlyn, but nothing happened. I wondered if maybe she had survived, or perhaps she was in some other afterlife. So I tried conjuring up chocolate cake instead, but that didn't work either. This was going to be a really rubbish afterlife if there was no Caitlyn or chocolate cake. Just when I was beginning to wonder if my atheist. She was leaned up against me so I did the only natural thing and put my arm around her shoulders. When I did that she leaned her head over and rested it on my shoulder. I even think I could detect a subtle purr of contentment. What really blew my mind was when she raised her head slightly and gave me a kiss on my neck. I didn't know what to make of it since there had not been any overt affection between us before that. When she kissed me I tightened my hold on her and gave her a little sideways. He was 6-foot-2, well-built, dark-haired, blue-eyed, and white. She didn't mind the handyman being white at all."The kitchen's right this way." Dana said as she showed him the way to the kitchen.Once Peter started working on the kitchen sink, Dana began working on her project in the home office. She works as a legal adviser/secretary as her day job. It had been a long time since she had any action since she and her husband had divorced, yet she wondered about being in bed with a white man. A.