"Spook seemed to go off on a tangent. Do you recall, when first we began talking and you had to flee your residence because of me, that I offered my g...ratitude to you for having the opportunity to help you?"Yes," I typed. "You said something about it had given you a purpose for the first time, a reason for being alive I think you meant, and I remember you asked whether you might also have other purposes."That is incomplete, he corrected me. I also said that, although it was my first purpose, I. Celeste let the small craft settle onto a ledge on the slope of the submerged volcanic cone. "It's so peaceful and beautiful here," she observed. "I almost hope that the Sa'arm don't show up."The three of them took in the beauty of the seascape in silence. Each of them had thoughts of sex flit through their heads, but none of the images took root right away.On the way back Celeste observed, "You know what? I'm the last member of the household who hasn't gotten pregnant, and we've been out here. Good guy. Alan Sangster two, another great guy. Bill Pearce and Tony Stedman ... plus himself, that was five ... he could take one more, but who would that be. Rosalind Hardaker had approached him ... she was most enthusiastic about it ... but a women ... hell no ... it would be no place for a female ... savages, snakes, creepy spiders ... no real sanitation ... no not a place for a female.But Rosalind or Roz to her friends and colleagues was not to be put off so quickly and easily, the team. I can smell peppermint on her breath.She then arches her eyebrows, steeples her hands and giggles seductively.“Shh! Don’t be so loud! Someone might hear you!” I chide her, in a hushed voice.“No one’s here! The parents are still in Colorado, dumbass! I was going to sneak over to my friend’s, but her parents are in full doomsday mode, won’t let anyone over, like they think it’s about to be The Purge or 28 Days Later, and I have nothing to do, and I’m sick of looking at my phone, so I thought I’d.