DaBigBoom hoped his remaining life points were considerably higher than forty-four.Fifi put her arms around DaBigBoom's neck. Her large black bat wing... folded around him like a cape. His nostrils were filled with the musky perfume of her body. She stared into his eyes. Hers were bright and gleaming with lust."What's the matter?" she asked with a disarming smile.DaBigBoom thought of the forty-four floating up into the sky."I was wondering if we could, you know, skip the whole attack thing," he. I’ve had almost three bonus years that I didn’t expect!”Elyse laughed, “That’s how I see it, too! And now that you’ve agreed that the rules don’t apply to me, I suppose I have forty or fifty more years!”“You think we’ll still be making love when we’re 80?”“Unless one of us is dead!” Elyse said quite firmly.January 20, 1993, Chicago, Illinois“I’m going to turn on the inauguration in the main conference room,” Elyse said.“Go on. Anyone who wants to watch is welcome to watch if their supervisor. I unlocked my room and, stepping inside, turned the lights on and threw the keys on the bed. I grabbed my make-up mirror and, after checking my face, placed the mirror on the table, angled to give me a view towards the path. Sure enough, there he was. I couldn’t see him clearly, just the white patches of his dog. Slow down, girl, I said to myself. I moved about the room, picking things up and moving things around, a little. I walked towards the table for a quick mirror check. Yes, he was there.. . no nit picking I lay there between your legs. A shakeing pile of nerves. I can still taste you coating my throat. That sweet saltiness with a hint of metal. Like sucking a penny coated in butterscotch. Its only you. Youve turned down the egg to the lowest setting. My nerves are still so raw though that even that makes me shake violently. Turning the egg off you lay my head on the couch and get up to leave the room. The cool fabric of the couch feels great on my heat soaked skin and I lay.