And I heard some voices. A voice I had ever heard before. There was a man from the lobby I remember seeing in there. A black man at that. About 6 foot... and pretty fit not great but standable. My roomie said the black man had said that he thought I was gay and roomie said you have no idea. I just found out the other night if ya know what I mean. The black man said he didn't think he would ever be able to do that. My roomie said hey that is what I thought too but It was great. The black man said. When they got to the apartment buildings they all headed inside. One of the guards posted at the desk piped up ‘The ladies are in the top penthouse sir.’ ‘Thank you.’ Replied Jason. Chloe true to her nature continued to chatter about everything occasionally catching Jared off balance. ‘Can you lift me up so I can swing from the lights?’ ‘Sure sweetheart let me…wait, what?’ ‘Swing from the lights daddy.’ ‘Hell no!’ ‘You said a bad word!’ ‘Sorry Chloe I’m just not thinking like I should’ve. I. "Oh hey, I didn't know you were there," I said in an awkward startled manner as we stood still very close together. "I didn't scare you did I?" Lexi asked as she put her left arm around my waist using my back to balance herself with me. "Uh no, no, just weren't expecting you there." She doesn't back away and she grabbed one of the two drinks I was holding between us, "that mine?, she asked, gesturing to one, "yes," I replied. She took the drink out of my hand and a sip rolled into her sexy. Fifteen meters, ten meters, five, now the man above was walking down onto the yachts stern with line in hand, and timing his reach with a dipping wave, the old man reached for the man’s outstretched hand and they connected – and he felt himself pulled free of the sea as if unknown forces commanded by God himself had been there to pull him from death. He slammed into the stern and felt his head hit the side of the yacht and he saw stars but clambered for the railing above. He steadied himself.