(An image of the pair smiling in festive sweaters on their recent Christmas card leapt to mind, its wholesomeness jarring stupendously with their porn... proclivities.) ‘But guys, it’s so, so good.’The action cut to a power-shower – not, Vanessa suspected, the Lasalle household this time. The steamy environment plus a camera on a shower-cubicle shelf restricted the visuals, but the Boxschafter/Sukjob star combo compensated with their breathy dialogue.‘We’re really doing this?’ the male lead. They go back to the table. Mark is off at the end of the bar. Abbie notices that Brian is no longer at the bar, rather just a half-empty glass. She remembers how as the world was spinning, she noticed Brian looking over at the group with a disappointed expression on his face.Abbie and the two women join the conversation with the others. Before long, all know each other better. Tim’s mates and ladies all are enchanted with Abbie’s American accent and want to know more about where she is from. Marven hospital, a young man is sitting on a bench waiting anxiously to see the doctor. His name is Kevin Coleson.Kevin is a good looking young man, who stands at about 5'8 with dark skin and hair and brown eyes.He is currently holding a pamphlet about sickness and the symptoms which is something he is known for around here.He usually reads the fliers and somehow managing to convince himself that he has all the diseases in them, but just before he could repeat this cycle for the sixteenth time. "The boy waved as they went out the door. "'Night, doctor Marla, see you tomorrow."The doctor waved to them, then turned back to Matt and the others. She put the bullet in the magazine, slid the magazine into the pistol, and handed it back to Valerie. "You guys can stay here for tonight, we'll find you someplace more permanent tomorrow. The bathroom's down the hall on the right, but unless you are there, you stay in this room. We're going to trust you not to wander around. Couple of basic.