“Relax Annie,” Jeff started, “and I’m quite certain you’ll get along fine with Frank and Kate. You always seemed to before.” Frank was on... of Jeff’s co-workers at the office, and Kate was his girlfriend. They did seem like a fun couple, the few times Annie had met them at Jeff’s office parties. Their company should ease this foray into the world of skiing, Annie thought to herself as visions of snowdrifts and avalanches danced in her head. Besides, Frank was sort of nice to look at, and his. "Not til we getthe bag over her head," says I. I pull out a plastic bag with a hose thatruns from a gas canister on my back. I slip the bag over her head, and hitthe red button on my belt. The bag inflates. Just in time. She's starting to cometo. Her baby-blues open just as she inhales the krypton gas. Bingo, her eyesroll back and she goes as limp as Grandpa's dick. I stand up and kickher onto her back. " Now you can fuck her," I tell Cesar.And he does, right there. The funeral was scheduled for Monday. On Sunday night around three a.m. I couldn’t sleep. I sat down at my computer to write a farewell to Suzie. It wasn’t a eulogy or a speech. That was for the clergy. It was words that I had to write down for me to say a proper goodbye. I printed the sheet of paper and looked for a metal container and deposited my words.Monday morning arrived. I barely ate or slept from the time of the accident. I got dressed in the pale blue shirt that Suzie said brought out. Francis replied saying that he had just arrived and was his first time in this club. Pete told him that they were visiting from San Francisco and it too was their first time here. He introduced himself and smiled at the young boy and caressed the boy's hand gently as he shook it. Pete then introduced his friend and the three stood and chatted and ordered drinks from a passing waiter as they stood at high round table. The next slow song Pete asked Francis to dance and when he had embraced the.