She stopped again and looked around. She smiled. ‘Jesus, Mitchell, I haven’t made out on the grass, on my clothes since high school. Did you know ...hat?’ She slipped her skirt and slip off and laid them out too. She laid her panties on his tombstone. ‘Here, I woreyour favorites.’ And then she laid down to continue reading. Everything about your body is a delight to me. To heft your breast as I pressed myself to your back. To see your nipples distend under my touch. I love those delicate blue. We would talk about events in our daily lives, classmates we didn’t like, we liked or we were attracted too, religion, myths, philosophy, space, and just about any subject that happened to float by but there was one returning subject and that was sex. Whether it was porn we found that week, fantasies and dreams we had, things we would like to try out in the future. In one way or another sex would always pop up in those late night conversations. You do have to understand that we were two young. To hear Marta put it, the only reason why Nobles even lavished a bit of attention on those below them, is because they viewed them as something similar to one’s pet. Like one would show off a prize horse or faithful huntsman’s dog in the past, they would show off their donation to some astrophysicist or artist. It was nothing more than a status symbol. No, Marta concluded, the Nobles did not create. They only consumed. They were the enforcers of a blood-fueled system, a voracious maw that could. Mary took a bottle of white wine from the wine cooler and popped the cork in no time at all, appearing in front of me holding two huge glasses of wine of which one was handed to me. I took a large swig of the drink and knew immediately it must have been an expensive high end wine. Mary ushered us into the large open lounge area and grabbed one of the complex touchscreen devices used to control everything. She expertly dimmed the lights put on the TV with a fake fireplace playing, lowered the.