..You’re nice enough to not charge me for it and start chatting away about your day as I toss a toonie into the tip cup. Your long dark hair flows b...ehind you as twirl about behind the barista making my drink for me. The ballet of your motions sends me into a trance and the sound of your voice soon fades away...Suddenly you step out from behind the barista. I forget how much shorter you are than me, but I like it because as I pull you in for a hug I can swallow you up in my arms and keep you. He was a sophomore like Jane, and they met by actually bumping into each other while running to catch their respective classes in the same building. They exchanged contact numbers and started dating. Jane then pointed out: ‘I told Frank my entire history so I warned him that he better not be the jealous type. He would have lots to worry about. Not only would he need to fear other guys, but he would have to worry I don’t run off with a girl.’ Frank then interjected: ‘I said well I do like a. They passed the border checkpoint without stopping. It was as if the border guards could not see the white Mercedes. After they had driven a mile past the border, Georgia let out the breath she had been holding and then said, “That was strange. Why didn’t they stop us?”“The Powers That Be do not recognize the borders imposed by men,” Oscar answered. National boundaries were a construct of men, not Gods.“You’re saying that the Gods and Goddesses intervened,” Georgia said turning to look back. I had the fire roaring in no time, turning round to see what would happen next, the two girls were under the bed clothes, smiling at me. “You know the best way to stay warm is to share body heat, you want to stay a bit?” Asked Laure, patting the bed in between them. I was about to go get some work done, until the realisation of getting close to Laure, in bed nonetheless, dawned on me. She threw the quilt back so I could jump in, exposing them both underneath. Stéphanie’s sweater had ridden up,.