“We’ll I guess it’s just the two of us, honey,” Mike said to his lovely wife as they left the pontoon and walked up the boat dock to their van.... “I wonder they are this morning?” Terri said walking hand and hand with her husband. When they arrived at the parking lot they noticed that Don’ s car was missing. “Maybe they went to town to do some shopping?” Terri said getting inside the van. “Maybe we’ll run into them in town and we can get a bit of lunch together and see what’s on the schedule. You move your hands slowly down my sides, deliberately lingering at the cleft of my waist, the patch of skin left bare between where my shirt stopped and my low-slung pants began. Your left hand moves beneath my shirt, caressing my lower back as your right hand moves up to the back of my neck. Taking a handful of my hair in my hands, you gently tug. I reflexively move backward, looking at you, your questioning eyes. Do I really want to do this? I look at you, in your brownish gold eyes, and see. I took two and when I looked I saw that I had tossed in two junk cards just to make room for two more junk cards. Mike checked and Steve bet a dollar and Joe called which told me he hadn't gotten any help for his high pair. I raised five bucks, Mike and Steve folded and Joe called. I showed my three jacks and Joe tossed his hand in saying "shit!" I raked in the pot and chortled, "My night guys, no need to play, just hand me your money"My usual drink was vodka tonic with a twist of lime and that. It’s something to do with a broken wheel hub isn’t it?’ Giselle began to say, ‘It’s nothing to do with…’ but gave up and said, ‘Yes, something like that.’ He was preparing some penne pasta with pesto sauce. ‘Want some?’ Scott asked, indicating the food. ‘No thank you,’ Giselle replied, ‘I told you angels don’t eat and drink…no, that’s not quite true. When some of the senior angels get sent out on assignment to meet with humans in order to deliver a message from The One, they have to appear to.