Mark said that he thought his solar farm could be expanded by about two thousand square feet but he didn't know that we really needed it. He said, "Ou...r wind farm is good enough that we're already over producing when combined with the solar. Our excess is used by the other two islands, so we're doing pretty well as far as energy is concerned. Now that we can get refined fuel from Limon in exchange for our raw oil, we are better than zero energy cost. The water supplies seem to be holding without. He sat down on one of the benches and closed his eyes. Seemingly unbidden, memories of a vivid dream that he’d had the previous night arose. He smiled faintly as the tantalizing images took over. He was in a bedroom, naked, sitting on the bed. He poured himself a glass of wine from a bottle on the bedside table. He was waiting for someone, but he did not know who. As he was taking his first sip of the wine, the door to the bedroom opened and a woman entered, also naked. She seemed to be about. They wouldn't have given it to her even if there was any. Was Oz in on this? Was it his idea? He was a real fucking cunt however good a fuck he was.And now she was lying bruised, battered and, from between her legs, bleeding. And it wasn't just from her abused vagina that the blood was seeping out. Her nose was pressed against the kerb. Her hair was pasted over her bare shoulders and flecked with coal dust and rubbish. Her limbs were splayed out awkwardly. Her clothes were filthy and ripped and. The night before their departure, a couple hours into Joe’s loving reunion with his lovers, the bedroom door opened and closed. Cheryl stood just inside the door adjusting her eyes to the darkness. Everyone in bed, languishing in post orgasmic bliss, looked at her.“I couldn’t sleep,” she said.“Join us,” said Moe, shifting away from Joe. When Cheryl stepped near the bed, Moe added, “This is a naked only zone.”“Not necessary,” Joe argued.Nevertheless Cheryl quickly stripped and knee-walked to.