I remember at one point I had 4 lads standing around me, with me trying not to look at their shorts, their crouches and having thoughts like their coc...ks are only inches from my face, covered only by a bit of thin material.My mind did wonder and often.I can’t remember much of the next hour or so, just the same thing, a drink, a chat, a few rude comments, comments I was now use to and did not mind.At one time there was a scuffle and a fight between two but it all soon settled down again with all. Christ I thought looking at my watch, Angie could have another fifteen minutes with Sid.I looked back to find they had disappeared in the throng of bodies scampering for space on the dance floor. I looked around the bar to see nearly everyone was actually dancing; now you don't see that very often.Then they reappeared and this time Angie was still holding him at bay. However, his hands had returned to her arse and she hadn't bothered to remove them. Also he had his leg between hers and was. Jim, John Simmons, Bill Jenkins and a couple of flyers had brought in two flatbeds of scarce materials. Jim was a good bit older than most here, but he worked damn hard even though I made it clear to him that I expected him to let the younger people do the heavy lifting.Thinking about it, foraging was bound to become a full time occupation. We would have to travel farther from the base to find critical items that we couldn't make for ourselves. It was currently a collateral task that ended up. Arion collapsed as well, his entire body trembling. He turned and looked into Lena's sparkling green eyes. They crawled into each other's arms and wept.~~~~~~ The days went by slowly after Hecate's little visit. A sense of melancholy had fallen over the home. Arion's normally wavy, shiny hair hung limply around his face. Lena took more sick time off work, too depressed and sad to leave the house. They barely ate; they hardly even spoke. What use were words now that they knew there was nothing.