Whenshe saw Gina, she scowled, then looked at Cerina regularly."Yes?" Are you and Heather dressed?" ...Yes and no. By the way, Alicia brought her outf...it with her, so SHEshould be ready by the time you get to Jason's house." That's good. ...What do you mean by 'Yes and no'?" Well...Heather wanted to...blow off some steam, to put it lightly,before we all left, so she held off on putting her panties and dresson. She'll be completely ready in about half and hour, and we'll meetyou all at the. Two men, two women. So many possibilities.Maybe they just talk, she thinks to herself, but a quiet, sly voice picks up where the thought left off – at first and then each man picks one woman for himself and holds her in a tight embrace from behind as he makes her watch what the other couple is doing on that big, white bed – he makes her watch and doesn’t allow her to touch herself-Or maybe it is exactly the other way around. The women have picked a man and ordered him to his knees – lower –. You exit the bush and finally risk your first glance back - the furry mammal is roaring and tearing against the vines. Held, but you could see it breaking free.“Fuck,” you breathe as you turn and run further down the road. Your eyes dart to the left. Before the bombs, this would have been a pleasant suburb. But five years after the mists had changed that. Massive trees and vines grew across the ground; into houses and into chimneys. You can hear the chitter of carnivorous monkeys above, but you. I loved you more than ever for letting me sleep. ‘Good mornin’, Darlin” I said, running my hand down your arm, my voice heavy with sleep. You looked down at me, resting on an elbow, grinning. ‘Yeah I know, the southern thing gets worse first thing in the morning,’ I said, stretching. You moved your hand for it to rest on my stomach, the touch of you on my bear skin made me shiver, and you leaned and whispered, ‘I love the southern thing.’ I giggled, for the love of God, I giggled. I built my.