“This way I get to play too,” she said as she kissed me and we pulled on our sandals.“Food?” I asked.“Pillow and then we can get some food.�...��We pulled up in front of the local dry goods store. It was busy, but it was Saturday, and there were some soccer moms, some with kids in tow, some alone trying to get through their shopping lists. We crossed the threshold and moved through the kitchen supplies on the way to linens.“Need one of these?” Susan asked me, holding up a honey jar.“I don’t have. "Incoming!" Ric yelled at the top of his lungs as he leapt off the bank toward Vanessa and Vicky.As he struck the water feet first, he aimed his arms and hands so that the heavy splash created by his entry covered the two girls paddling around in the shoulder-deep water."Eeek!" and "Hey!" greeted him as his head vanished beneath the roiling surface. He bent his knees as his feet sank into the soft mud and pushed forward, deliberately colliding with all those boobs and sexy female body parts and. The glow of a lantern lit up the area around us. I sensed a kind of sadness hanging on Luke, it made me want to reach out and hug him. Under normal circumstanced I probably would have. I wished the Hooper's were here. Brent was so gregarious you couldn't help but laugh at his outrageous one-liners. “Are you okay?” I eventually asked. “Sure, I was probably just thinking too deeply,” he said. “Sorry if I'm not much company tonight.” “That's okay, I don't feel like talking anyway,” I said with a. He had fucked every girl he could within these past two weeks but could still not get the edge off…still needed. Needed what, he wasn’t sure. Damon? Hell no. Tristan knew one thing though, he had never been a coward. The best way to handle this, he concluded, was to confront the problem head on. In this case, the problem was Fucking Damon. He planned on having a talk with him today.Damon stepped into the reception area of his office, and came to a complete abrupt stop. What the fuck was he.