Book3:WereMyDreamIs

nonotihtandwrong,ofwhatcouldorcouldn’tbedowishingtobeboggeddownwithsuitty-grittyheadaches,hedecidednottodealwithhimanymorebutsendhimonhisway.Sohesaid,

    “Alright,you’reallwetsoI’llletyouoffthistime.IfyoulivenotfarfromhereIwilltakeyouhomeinmycar.Howaboutthat?”

    “Ihavenohome.Iamhomeless.Isthatagainstyourwtoo?”repliedEmmanuerrogantly.MeanwhileSalina,whowasstandiohim,wassoaki.Waterstreameddownfromherhairontoherfadbodyandmadethegroundaroundherallwet.Herclothesstucktoherbodylikeasedskin,fullyrevealioursofhershapelyandcurvaceousfigure,makingitseemthattheywereabouttoburstoutofherclothes.Thoughitwassummer,theobreezearoundtheBayatnight-timewasstillquitechillyandshecouldnotstopshivering.Thepassionatepoliaothecar,opehetrunkandtookoutatowelwhichshehaoSalinasaying,

    “Here,wipeyourhair,yourfadyourbodywiththisoryouwillcatchacold.”Salinasmiledathergratefullyinthanks.

    “Isthatall?”askedEmmanuel.“wegonow?”Thepolinoddedandsaid,

    “Alright,go.imeobeytheworIwillreallyarrestyou.”

    “’tdothis.’tdothat.Whatisthewaboutanyway?”grumbledEmmanueshewalkedawaywithSamantha.Hewantstoarrestmeforbreakingthepublicpeace,disruptingpublicorder,hesays.Ifhedarestoarrestme,Iwillsuehimforimpedingmypersonalfreedom…”Thetwopoliceshooktheirheadsastheylookedattheretreatingfiguresuntiltheywerelostfromsightaheywentbacktotheircar,startedtheengineandslowlydroveawayfromthese.

    EmmahisarmsaroundSalinawhowasstillshiveringuhetoweroundherbodyandwalkedaimlesslyaroundthisstraywhichwasalsooddlyfamiliar.Theweat