Forget double brewing coffee, or as we called it, super coffee, this stuff was pure caffeine disguised as coffee beans. As the coffee brewed, I grabb...d my jacket and stepped out for a smoke. The morning air was crisp and the breeze that blew cut straight to the bone. The sun had crept over the distant hills and illuminated the flat, wooded landscape in Kentucky that we call home. Temperatures in the low 40’s had been called for this week and I smoked as fast as my body would let me, desperate. On one lucky Sunday I got a call from her at 11:00 in the morning she was like “my parents have taken my kids to Mysore zoo and feeling bored I dint go and am bored now wanna join me for lunch, we will have lunch and watch some nice movie ” I agreed instantly I got dressed went to her place.Rang the door bell the door opened and she was there wearing pink slim fit track pant and a white T-shirt with a Mickey picture on it my heart was beating faster looking at her she said hi and hugged me my. He was about half way done when Angela walked to him holding the phone._________________________________________________________________________Anna sat on her couch, moving her gaze between the broken door and the spot on the couch where Ranger Earp had been sitting before Bradley had been a moron. She felt alone and afraid. Gone were the two securities in her life. She missed the door more than Bradley. Bradley was strong but unlike the ranger had in two kicks, Bradley had never broken. Quentin Osman picked up his opera glasses and, this time, he focused them on the starboard deck. Here another naked woman was scrubbing the deck. On her knees, she was moving slowly towards him, her half-melon breasts swinging and joggling beneath her without cessation. Her face, despairing, and mouth partially open, was half concealed by strands of long blonde hair. She scrubbed relentlessly, her body also shinned with sweat. What makes them toil in this fashion, Quentin asked himself? It was.