He ran into the garage to fetch paper and pencil.

Is that a bed??
That’s his home.
Oh my

We exchange numbers which of course was a mistake.

Thank goodness it’s finally time to go.

Give your woman a hug goodbye!

What??!! I gasped then stepped back.

Al admitted his clothes were too dirty to touch my pretty yellow like ripe banana shirt. SO HE TAKES OFF HIS TEE!!! Before I could react I found myself flush against his bare, sweat-covered chest and his face was buried in my hair.

I felt his warm body fluids ooze through my top and cling to my skin.

After being released I looked in horror at the two wet shadows that circled my breasts. The girls were petrified and so was I. Essence of motor oil seeped from my body. My shoulder were damp from his..pit. His wet and hairy pit.

Vash…we need to go…

Quick goodbyes I was out and ready to jump in the first pool of water I saw.

We rode for about 2 minutes in silence

You aren’t going to see him again are you Vi?
No…no I’m not. Don’t think we are a match.
Well me haf annoda friend who….
No thank you Vash…all I want right now is to stand under a shower of scalding hot water and perhaps an antibiotic.

The man called 94 times over 8 days. His last voice message “No worries my darling….when you return to Oracabessa I will….”

The message was cut off. I never returned to Oracabessa for fear he would find me and finish the line.