Overall, this lifestyle is much better, for me at least.’ Cyrus and Natalie seemed to be hitting it off pretty well, and the four of them enjoyed c...hatting over some more wine, as the sun began to dip, casting its golden-yellow glow on anything that came in it’s way. Cyrus even took a few pictures of John and Martha, and some silhouettes of Natalie as the sun began to dip. ‘Email me some of those when you get a chance.’ Natalie said as she stood up. Cyrus now got a proper glimpse of her lithe. It is still really early. 8 AM. He figures he only has another mile at most to go. His meeting doesn't start until 10. Coming to the end of the bridge he steps over the low guard rail and works his way down the steep grassy slope to the restaurant's parking lot. Toward the end he lets himself go and hits the asphalt running, his feet barely keeping up with gravity's acceleration. He feels exhilarated, like a kid. He skirts the house and the deck and crosses the grass and stands looking at the. “License, registration and proof of insurance please.”“Here you go sir.”“Do you know how fast you were going?”“Uh, I think around 75 I think sir.”“More like 85, the speed limits 65, any reason you felt why that’s not fast enough for you?”“I’m really sorry sir, we just got this car and I wanted to test it out, but I guess I got carried away.”“Looks like you just got your license too, hold on, I'll be right back.”He was in his car for five of the longest minutes of our life. Rita was scared he. Smiling, she told me, that she could learn more things from me than commerce. Encouraged by this I elaborated on the Indian marriages and told her that when I got married, I was still a virgin, and that Rohith was the only man I had been with. I figured she didn't need a dissertation on my other activities, as detailed in my other stories. Nisha got up from the sofa to take the ice cream cups to the kitchen. She then tripped on the carpet, fell down and twisted her ankle. I applied pain.