I didn’t fake it like I normally do.”They drifted off to sleep and again Mike woke up in the middle of the night, watching Sandy smile in her slee...p. He was horny, but also wanted to give her pleasure again. “Sandy, are you awake?”“I am now.” She was a little frightened though that Mike would turn on her again. “Sandy, do you know what my favorite number is?”“No, Mike,” she replied with a puzzled look.“69”. He turned around and straddled his lower body over her head so he could attack her. The windows had massive cedar shutters that could be closed to protect the glass from storms. There was a screened in porch that had large hinge pins on every supporting post. I assumed they were for storm shutters that were stored somewhere.It was two stories with a second floor open porch that went completely around the house. The porch on the ground level was just on the ocean side. There was a big door that opened to the porch. From the porch to the ocean cliff was a hundred yards at least.. "No, thanks," she spurted as she attempted to cover herself with her arms. "I'm just showing the bathing suits to my boyfriend over there," she rambled as she headed back to the changing room.Maxine followed her, saying, "Don't be embarrassed about showing off your body. You have a spectacular ass, and that thong looks amazing on you." As they both disappeared into the changing area, I stood and moved a little closer to see if I could hear their conversation.Christina said, "If you want to find. I'd even tried to escape into drunken oblivion when I heard of her engagement a year later. It seems I always used to end up in a bar when I was afraid. Courage, be it physical or emotional, hadn't been my strong point.Of course, that is one thing that has changed in all these rewinds. Death isn't scary once you've died a handful of times. Neither is pain. Neither is failure.I have tried to put my newfound spine to use, but in five hours there isn't much to do. The streets are pretty deserted.