"The way you said that made it seem like she said she wanted to get married in the nude." I said before I could stop myself."Oh he guessed it. That's ...o fun," said Annie.As it turned out the threat Cassie made to my car wasn't needed. My car was as dead as a car could be. Lucky I didn't pack much. I could take what I had with me on a plane. Harold insisted on paying for Annie's and my plane ticket. And he told me not to worry about the car that he'd take care of it. It was hard to say goodbye. Jessie kept her pussy clear of all hair. She didn’t like the way it felt down there, all itchy and such.The last time Jessie was at her father’s house she convinced his new girlfriend, who was not that much older then her to take her to get her belly button pierced. Well, that turned into more then just one piercing. Jessie ended up getting her nipples pierced, which now stood at a content attention. And she got her clit pierced, another reason she liked to go without panties. The seam on. The air’s so stagnant and thick that I’d probably be stuck in a cloud of my own stink otherwise. Then again, maybe that’s blood and not sweat. Feels a little thick for sweat. Guess it doesn’t really matter. It all burns. Speaking of burning — I know it’s summer, but this heat is fucking ridiculous. Maybe I should demand to see someone about it when I get to the pearly gates. It’s bad enough that I’m laying here dying, but do I have to simmer in my own juices while I’m at it? Or maybe I’m going. Jane said something about how the two Spanish waiters kept looking down my top. Actually, the waiters were pretty good looking. Well, okay, I was wearing a dress with nothing under it and I had just fantasised about both of them feeling me, so maybe I did lean forward and let the top of my dress come open so that when once of them was pouring the wine, he could see down my dress and I had just probably shown him my nipples.I had just said something to Jane about sometimes just wanting a man to.