With each stroke the speed increased until he hit a rhythm. I layed there for at least 5 minutes not moving at all except for slamming my hips back an... being scooted by each thrust slightly closer to the headboard. I couldnt take it i had to know who it was doing this to me. As i reached over to the bedside lamp and was about to cut it on i saw my phone light up on the nightstand. I had two messages from my husband that summarized said he had drunk too much and was going to sleep in the. The jungle was full of smells and scents, some pleasant, some sweet and fragrant, yet others putrid and foul. Yet every smell signaled a different plant or animal and knowing the smells was part of being able to stay alive out here. For most of the things he had no names, and he was fairly certain his parents hadn’t seen or cataloged a fraction of what he knew and seen.Out here he felt alive and right as rain, there was no doubt, no hesitation. He was one with the jungle and somehow he felt as. His statement had the desired effect. "Is it that bad?" Jim asked shocked."Yes, it couldn't have been worse," Mr. Hussley said attacking his nail afresh."What can we do about it?" Jim Rally said."People buy our paper to read about the crime in the city," Mr. Hussley said, "Apparently we are not doing our job." Graham, my boys report only those crimes which are committed," Jim said, "We can't manufacture them, can we?" Of course not," Mr. Hussley said getting to his feet, "but we must do. ” Lucy chuckled. “What?!”“Oh, you thought we’d be pulling up in a taxi?” Lucy laughed as I gawked at the Lamborghini Diablo parked on the street.“There’s only two seats,” God said, “so who’s lap am I sitting in?”“Well, Rachel’s driving,” Lucy said as she threw me the keys, “so you’ll be parked on my lap, Jessy.”“I…can’t drive,” I said, “I don’t have a license.”“The car will drive for you, Honey.” Lucy chuckled as she opened the winged-doors and patted her lap for God, “you just need to be seen.