What could it have been? Cerise took it upon herself to find out. The next day on the beach she looked at Kia repeatedly. Her goal was on the tip of h...er tongue. Should she share her dream with Kia or just do it? Cerise settled on a solo quest. The night scavenger dressed in army fatigues and left her apartment at 2:00 am without making much of an imprint. She drove her jeep down the beach with her lights off until she found the general location of Dorothy’s lost amulet. Cerise hauled the metal. Yet still I pause unable to make such a commitment all by myself. Anita steps over to me. Words are spoken in my ear. “We don’t want to keep him waiting, dearie.” Her hand pats my rump forcing me into motion, one tiny, panting, quivering step after another until, before I know it, before I can change direction and flee naked down the corridor, I am stood directly before Grant. “Turn around.” Grant’s voice is more breath than words and I let a smile light up my face at the knowledge that at. The sun was low in the sky, a few hours from setting though already causing the sky to put on its colorful display of crimson and orange, a sign of a good day to follow. The temperature was cold, but my father had taught me as a child to accept the cold. Growing up in Maine, I took to the cold like others would the heat, letting it wash over my body and into my core brushing aside all shivers and shakes, making my body still.Taking from my bag a bottle of olive oil, I poured it over my head and. "I want to talk to you about something," she said."Sure, honey. What?" James asked."I know that you're not entirely happy with how adventuresome I am, you know, sexually," she said."Honey, you know that's not really so important to me," James reassured her. "I love you, and I want to make you happy." I know, but I also know that you'd love it if I gave you blow jobs more often, and if I swallowed," Michelle said.James didn't say anything. He looked a little uncomfortable, like he wasn't sure if.