They were billing thirty cents a gallon more for fuel delivered than the barge line was paying. Crystal had called the fuel docks across the bay. That... facility used the same source for fuel Pat did. They had been told when they tried to place an order that day that the barge line was closing. They were trying to find another source for fuels. Crystal told them she was working on that herself. She promised that if she could work out the details she might take care of their needs as well as. “Alright. But no trying to kill me in my sleep,” he said to Mercedes, who lifted up her head so he could slip an arm around her shoulders.“Wouldn’t dream of it, Captain. Not right now, anyway.” She settled her cheek against his chest with a smile.“And no trying to fuck me to death while we’re at it,” Cas warned Roxy, wrapping his other arm around her similarly.“No promises, Captain.” Roxy pressed a soft, wet kiss against the stubble of his cheek and moved her thigh up across his lap. He could. Let's stop before we do something we'll regret." Bullshit, Ray! Come on, we're just friends having fun. What's with you?" Joe glared at me."Joe, I don't know where this will end. You and Tina are my best friends, and Diane is my wife. I want to keep it that way. We're going back to our room and get some rest. We'll see you guys tomorrow for breakfast."Diane and I slipped on some of our clothes and left for our room. The last thing I remember is looking back and Trina staring at me. To this day. I readily agreed to relax after the strenuous month of studies and lack of rest. How was I to know that there would be hardly any rest for the next week for both of us? We reached the farm on our scooter at about 8pm after traveling for about four hours immediately after the final examination paper. The farm had a small two-bedroom farmhouse located in the middle. The farm was large with a small pond to provide water for farming. A number of vegetable plants and fruit trees were in full bloom.