I know that I haven't given the driver time to stop, so I wait for the bump; the bump that will release me from this hell of an existence."Peter, are ...you alright? I heard you scream and found you shivering," a beautiful voice asks.I was alive, worse luck. It must have been a dream. I look at the face peering down at me and I start to remember. I'm in the shelter, so this must be a volunteer. She looks concerned."I'm okay, really. Thanks for asking," I reply with no real enthusiasm."Do you want. "What are we going to do Evans?" she said still tears in her eyes, "I can’t live without you!" she looked up at me and I kissed her, we continued to kiss the passionate kisses we had shared before couldn't compare to this one, none in my life could. It might be our last and we knew it. She began to unbutton my shirt as I pulled her dress down and off her ankles, taking her heels off, too. she wore matching a silk pink bra and thong, but there was little time to appreciate them as we soon had. Outside, Michelle was anxiously waiting. Though the sheets he’d draped over his windows prevented her seeing inside, she could hear the sound of the TV and was certain that he was home. Again, Michelle took hold of the knocker and banged it on the door for a second time, this time adding a touch of impatience.Scott put down the can in frustration, standing and leaving the TV to play to itself. Michelle braced herself when she heard him at the door, looking in when the man opened it, observing. On the 5th day, in Singapore, she texted me that she wanted to go for some imp shopping for our next destination Bali so I should keep myself free tom. I did as she asked but did not understand what was it about.We went out and she took me to the LA Sanza store. I was very embarrassed and shy but she made me relax and said I want your opinion on something and I was shocked. That what possibly she must need my opinion on in a lingerie store.She took me o this private changing area and she came.