David put his eyes back on the road lest they crash."Thank you… I appreciate this. You didn't have to pull over and offer me a ride." Her voice is f...lled with warmth and grief. She turns her head back to the window looking upwards at the sky. "I know it's none of my business, but I must ask, how in the world did you get caught walking in this storm?" "Well…." She responds, her voice shaking again "My… boyfriend… put me out…" "In this storm?!" He objects calmly, yet angrily. "Yes…" She. ’ Eric’s anger and anxiety exploded out of him. ‘That was a private business meeting!’ He boomed. Gianna shushed him and pulled back. She stepped sideways and began circling Eric in a slow, sultry manner. ‘Oh, I bet.’ The kimono fluttered to the floor. Gianna’s beautiful, yet manufactured body was clad only in a tiny red, lace thong, and he could see through the matching bra, to her perky nipples. Eric closed his eyes, one rogue tear managing to slide out of the right one, finally betraying. He doesn’t need my permission, or some special reason to make love to his wives.” She hesitated for a second before continuing, “Back when there were only a few of us, I tried to get him to screw a good-looking waitress – no strings attached kind of thing. But he just stared at me like I had lost my mind. My jealousy went away shortly after we came up here. My only concern about him making love while we’re preparing breakfast, is how strongly he transmits his and their feelings. You saw what. ‘You’ve never told me what your story is about or how far you’re into it.’ ‘Well, I’m about halfway through and it’s my usual murder and mayhem. It starts in Maine and the story slowly unfolds and works its way west.’ ‘Oh, that’s right, you spent a few weeks on the road going from east to west.’ ‘And right now, the story is in northern Indiana as they make their way around the great lakes.’ Their idle chat continued until their glasses were empty and beyond, with Greg declining the offer for.