"Where you planning to go on this vacation?" Oh ... I don't know. I thought I'd just get in the car a drive for a while. See some more of the country,... you know." Some more of the country south and east of here?" he asked, still with that sly grin.I must have blushed again, and even though my skin was brown, I'm sure it was obvious. "Perhaps." Good idea. Why don't you see if you can drag him back up here when you return?"Was I that transparent? "I'll do what I can," I answered bashfully."Good. I know damn well it is the kind of night when things jump out in front of your car. Non-existent deer had run in front of me leaving me in the ditch.“By the time it got even close to that time of night, I was home sitting in the night air with a cup of bitter and hot coffee. I was on the deck and I hadn’t even taken time to call Alison. To be honest for the last two days while out of town, I hadn’t even thought of her. I would really have felt bad, if she called me, but she didn’t. It seemed as. He inhaled the scent of cool, sweet sin. Michelle? No. What?"Chelle," he mumbled, trying to wake up.Michelle's heart thumped in her chest, relief taking some of the energy out of her. "Come on baby, wake up. Please wake up." She leaned closer, pushing his hair back off his forehead.He opened his eyes and tried to focus. He hurt all over, his throat was so sore. He had to wake up though. Something... "Michelle?" She was gone, taken. He had to get to her. He tried to sit up, groaning and falling. As usual, there was another man near him bringing in lots of fish. Moishe had to confirm what he already knew.“Excuse me sir, but are you a doctor?”“No, I am a mohel.”Freda and Moshe Levy won 8 million dollars the New York Lottery. They immediately went out to begin a life of living in luxury. They bought a luxurious apartment in Manhattan, surrounded themselves with all the material wealth imaginable and decided to hire a butler. After much searching, they found the perfect one.One day, they.