I knew you liked it.”Mary didn’t like it, but, she loved him.Their friends had marked this attempt at a date as a mistake, a failure. But, they kn...w better.Sitting side-by-side as his Edie-no-more had wed for the second time seared their relationship, had reignited a fire that had come dangerously close to dying out.“Did I stand it, Mary?”He had challenged Mary in the breathless silence of exchanged vows and the certainty of an official’s sanctioning.“Yes, Mr. Grant, you stood it.”The tears. ” One of his hands slipped up her shirt from the behind, gracefully gliding over the smooth, pale skin until he reached her bra strap. He unhooked it with his thumb, and then let himself do as he pleased. He first cupped them with his hands, feeling them, touching them. They were small and fit snugly into his large hands. The feeling of him touching her so much put her into a state of pure glee. He finished cupping them and let his hands wander back to their other business, and he lowered his. The neighboring town to 'Hell' was pretty good size. It had a morgue and was fairly easy to bluff my way in that night. There was only one attendant who looked brain dead and apparently had an obvious liking for drugs.This was perfect for my purpose. I asked to see the 'John Doe' bodies to look for a loved one. When he asked me to sign in, a $100 bill soon put that issue to rest.I was hoping my luck would continue to hold out and it did. There were a lot of vagrants in these parts and. I must have turned beet red."It's nothing to feel ashamed about," Rachel told me and then asked, "Anyone I know?" I... I don't think so," I replied, wondering if it was possible to turn any redder."You know, it's healthier for you to share your feelings with someone you trust and respect." I didn't respond other to look at her."You do trust and respect me," she told me."I trust and respect you," I whispered, and then suddenly I realized Rachel was right!"Now, who might this girl be?" She's a.