As always, you stole my breath away with your beauty. Long auburn hair, beautiful eyes that always seem to sparkle with a light of their own, a smile ...that can light up an entire room, and a killer body packed into a petite frame that makes guys drool and women hate you. Lol Moving to the couch, I hand you a glass of your favorite wine and begin my preparations. I pull the curtains, turn some smooth jazz on low on the stereo, light a few strategically placed candles, shut the phone off, and pull. Emma kept the sherry bottle with her, and was always topping my glass up as it was nearing the bottom. It was not cheap plonk at all, because it was very strong and tasted fantastic.By the time we went to have a look at the bedroom, I was feeling a bit floaty and dizzy, the wine having started to have a big influence over me. I duly sat on the bed, and I recall thinking at the time, that they had not drunk much sherry themselves, as most of it had ended up in my glass.“Why not lay down on top. She was in the next room. The thing about Mom was, she snored loudly. If you were quiet and still you could hear her clearly through the wall in my room. We had learned years earlier that we could do anything we wanted as long as the rhythm of Mom’s snoring was heard through the wall.After a brief conversation on the best way to proceed, I slipped downstairs and retrieved a half gallon of OJ from the fridge and two plastic cups full of ice. When I returned Janie had opened the vodka and I. 'Stupid,' he thought, 'I should have brought a drink. After all the booze I sank last night I must be dehydrated'. He ran fingers through his mass of greying hair. 'Should know better, be wiser at my age. Blame it on the drink!' He scratched his head, sighed and, after a few seconds staring below, raised his sights to concentrate on the sea.A couple, slim and probably in their mid-twenties, walked hand-in-hand along the shoreline, barely ankle deep in the gently lapping ocean. Almost becalmed,.