Like polished stone sheathed in silk,her fingertips glide down my cheek. Her eyes seem hollow,as though I can see the sunlight beaming through them -... grey sky seen through a raindrop.Her pale lips, the color of a young rose bud are shimmering, they are so soft.Her mouth smells like my cotton pillows when I wake up on a summer morning. A breath escapes of herby minty milk. A strand of her pale hair floats across my eye,rainbows in it like in the ice above. Our lips shimmer across eachother. She. "Jessica chuckled. "No. Jeff was on one couch; Dave and Evie are cuddled up on the other one. Frank and Margaret are on one of the recliners. But all the, uh... other women are cuddled up in the middle of the floor, asleep. And why would you ask me if I caught them?" Jess, we've always told each other everything. You even came in and woke me up the night you gave your cherry to that boy. I know darn good and well that you tried to sneak a peek just now."Jessica slid back under the sheet with. " I add as an after thought.There is some more confusion and odd comical facial expressions from the men at my answers.As funny as it is, I don't have time for this."Go, save them." I instruct them and make little shooing gestures with my hands."You should come with us." the Blond one says."No," I bluntly disagree with him. "I have a job to do." Look, Camulus, why don't you go with her, Gun and I will find the rest of the ladies." the Asian one suggests."Fine with me Seth," Camulus nods his. Older — maybe. You're not old." Old enough that being single again is depressing." You're a good looking man with a good job. Women will be throwing themselves at you as soon as they know you're available."Ron let out a derisive little laugh. "You're not going to cheer me up that easy." Then I'll just have to try harder. Be right back."Christine shared a few drinks with her brother when she returned, helping her to loosen up. Having a jump of several shots on her, Christine could tell that her.