“We’ll maybe go here before we leave town.”She left him standing there, just watching her as she crossed the road, dodging traffic casually and ...walked through the parked cars in the middle, only to dodge more traffic on the opposite side of the road next to the parking lot. Rocco knew about her plans and knew she’d fill him in on the details of how it happened later.She stopped in front of the restaurant doors and checked the time. It was 7:30 pm. He would be busy at work. Cautiously she opened. “Me, too. So this is like an after-dinner mint,” and she closed her mouth over my depleted dick.“Ahhhh, Binkkkk...”Giggle. “Sometimes it IS about the sex.” She gave me a good bit of attention, then returned to her normal position, head on her pillow beside me on my left side, Mandy having gotten the right side.“So, is it a horrible idea? One big family house?” she posed.“It’s not a ‘space’ thing,” Mandy observed. “We do WEEKS on Ada without a problem.”“But that’s us,” Bink noted. “We promised. I looked to be asleep. My mind raced, grasping for any fragment of hope. I had read about out-of-body experiences. How someone near death felt themselves leave their own body. Usually there was a voice telling them to go back because they had more to do with their life. I was only twenty-one. I certainly had more to do. I had almost a whole life ahead. I was just getting started. I don't hear any voice. But that doesn't matter. I just lie back down on the table, merge back into my body and wake. And then stopped on hearing the conversation from below. The parlor was directly under our room, and the voices carried quite clearly up through the grating.“Can I get you some coffee, Anthony?” her mother said.“No, but you can get out of that dress.”Debby gave a quiet gasp, but the other couple never noticed.“Why, Anthony? I’ve heard about you soldiers. Why, if I was standing here in only my stockings and heels, you’d want to push me onto the couch, throw my legs in the air, and ravish.