"Is the craving still there?" Yes. There have been times I wanted a drink so bad I would have done anything for one. I could taste it in my mouth, fee... it move down my throat, feel that warm glow spread to every molecule in my body. But for where I was at the time, I would have fallen right back into the bottle. I'm an alcoholic, Flint. I'll have the craving for the rest of my life. I can live with that because I want to live more than I want to die, and if I have that drink, just one, I'll. He was eager to try the new bow staves, and village fairs had always been a mixed bag for him. Whilst exciting and offering fun, he would also be subject to ridicule once the village youths were drunk enough.The friendliness he encountered on this day made him change his mind. It was almost funny how many people spoke kindly to him. It seemed to him that his confrontation with Greta had won him friends in Lemdalen. Even the baron recognised him and spoke to him briefly, asking him about his. ’ ‘You’re welcome,’ she sweetly smiled, ‘I’ll see you tomorrow, handsome,’ and then she slowly turned away, giving me a quick wink right before she disappeared from my room, and down the hall. ~~~~~~ ‘Have you decided where you’re going to be staying while you’re here?’ I asked Megan, as we ate. ‘Yeah,’ she grinned, ‘We’re staying at Mom and Dad’s.’ ‘Bullshit,’ I said, ‘I’ll call Jessie and get her to bring my truck so that you can stay at my house.’ ‘Really?’ Megan wistfully asked, ‘You don’t. Just as Ashley grabbed a piece of cold pizza the fourth couple showed up from wherever they’d been fucking. All eight of us were together again tapping beers.As the clock moved forward so did we. There was some heavy necking and petting happening in between glasses of beer and trips to the snack table. Mike had taken Claudia to a bedroom and fucked her again, through the open door we could hear their bodies slapping until she climaxed with him. That got Dutch and Monica hot for each other.