He picked up the two open glass bottles of Coke with the glasses inverted over their necks, grabbed his half-pint and walked out to the beer garden."I...thought you were going to get a pint daddy," said Caroline as she reached for her bottle of Coke and poured it into the tilted glass she was holding."So did I honey," said her father, so did I. Apparently if you're not from around here they'll only sell you a half pint at a time and a pint total in one visit." He laughed. "Though what's to stop. She returned to the hallway and climbed the stairs, her high heels felt awkward on the deep pile of the stair carpet and she was grateful for the double stair rails and relieved to reach the top and turn left through the bathroom door, she hesitated briefly. They had discussed what she was to do next many times, to shower, and shave and make her was naked except fot the high heels to the guest bedroom, and then after ten months of emails they were to meet, the moment when fantasy to met. Cameron looked confused but Jess giggled, 'he's a funny guy' said Jess to play down what he meant. The hotel Jess had chosen was off the main street in the middle of all of the 'action'. It was a bright and breezy hotel with friendly staff. Cameron instantly noticed the number of European backpackers and Australian tourists all clad in shorts, t-shirts and thongs. Across the road from their hotel as a large bar then as series of smaller ones as the road headed to the main street. Many of the. There were only two or three other stockmen in the huge premises of the department store and responsibilities had been divided up in such a manner that he seldom saw his fellow workers more than once or twice a night. Oddly enough, he was not the least disturbed by the loneliness of the job. He found the long hours spent in a solitary environment, carrying out routine tasks, comforting. He was finally a functioning member of society, doing a job that he enjoyed and which gave him a feeling of.