"Have Megan call me," Marcie said, and I told her I would.I waited until nine-thirty to make the dreaded call. Adeline wanted to know why she hadn't h...eard from me, and when I didn't answer, she wanted to know where I was."It doesn't matter where I am. The reason I called is to cancel the house. What I need is a house with a pool." You sound cold, Sammy, like you don't want to talk to me." This is hard for me to say, Adeline, but I'm not alone." Are you ... are you dumping me just like that? I. “It was long overdue.”Kara clutched to me more fiercely.“Make love to me.” She pleaded.I was only too happy to oblige. Lifting my body above hers, I positioned the head of my rigid cock to the glistening lips of her pussy. A look of fear crossed her face and I wondered if she truly wanted this, or was just trying to please me in some form of maintaining fair play. The insistent pressure of her hands on my buttocks assured me that despite her expression of trepidation, she truly desired me in. She kept looking, kept turning, kept scanning the blue but eventually she stopped walking.She thought back through the fog. She remembered flashes and sensations: faces of friends, birthday candles blown out, the taste of lasagna. She screamed again, favoring wordless shrieks and the foulest swear words she loved.She looked down at her feet again. Shadows and reflections of her were cast out like the prongs of snowflake. Fractal impossibilities of her unprotected nakedness. She covered herself. Suddenly you pop up and trod through a doorway into a smaller room. Your body is moving but you are not exactly on control of it. Kind of like being on auto-pilot. There is a large metallic tub in here. A hot tub? There is a mirror you turn to face it. This is not your reflection. You remember movies you have watched where someone has the wrong reflection. The actor leaps back in shock. A reminder to the audience of when their monkey ancestors were prey.You cannot leap back. Your mind and body.