"Wilson if your girl friend Margo did a good job on the roof, if should survive a brush by storm. If not we will have a problem for sure. We are far e...ough up river that we might get some flooding, but not a full storm surge. Not unless we get a direct hit. If it comes ashore here Jefferson Island is a barrier island. It will slow the winds down some. It will take the storm surge, but we will most likely be up to our asses in flooding from the rains."So what should we do to prepare?" Wilson. It smells fantastic. There is no car in the driveway…is anyone home?I go and ring the doorbell, and I hear distant footsteps before the door is opened.Fuck.“You came.” He smiles at me, those beautiful lips quirking upward. He’s wearing nothing but a towel and his hair is wet. His bare chest is a sight, muscular, but not scarily so. I’m more muscular than he is. “Why the hell did you ask me here Liam?” I’m shuddering as I stare at him…he looks so…“I wanted to say sorry, and to spend sometime. I watched as he took a couple of shallow breaths, exhaled and went completely slack. His eyes, although still open, were completely sightless and glassy. A stain appeared in his trousers as he lost control of his kidney function. The slightest trickle of blood appeared in his left ear. I must have stood over him looking down for two or three minutes before I knelt to feel for a pulse. There was none. I looked out into the street to see who was watching. There was no one in sight. His car was. She started to set the microscope with the specimen tissues and asked me to have a look. For the first time, I went very close to her, I could smell the fragrance of her body. Though slides were set correctly on the microscope, I acted as if I was unable to identify anything.Soon she put her left hand on my shoulder and started to set the microscope again. This time she was really close. I could kiss her lips with ease. My heart was beating so heavily. I was out of control. I held her waist,.