We soon found ourselves talking about what we would miss most about being single. This topic led to the crazy notion of granting one another a final f...ntasy to end our pre-marital woes. We stayed up late exchanging thoughts about what we would do if we were allowed to do anything before we tied the knot. We covered old relationships and ridiculous whims. We joked and carried on for hours! Finally we started to talk seriously.I cleared my throat and silently collected my thoughts for a moment. “Hello girls,” I said with a big smile, “I'm Sam, what are your names?”“I'm Susan.” said one, “I'm Sally.” said the other.They were twins, about six years of age and painfully thin. They shared their sister's blonde hair and blue eyes. They looked at me with the solemn eyes of the innocent. Sitting there in their threadbare dresses, they were adorable. “Your sister, Eve, had to take a little trip, but should be back in a few days”, I told them.They nodded, accepting what I said without. "Why don't we take this to the cabana?"He shook his head."No ... swim over to the ladder and then grab the rails behind you..." Why?" Just do it..."I heard the charge in his voice and I felt a tingle of excitement in me. I swam over and did that and when I did, he swam closer to me. Until he was a couple feet away treading water while I watched him."Now look at me."I did that when he tread closer and he leaned forward putting his hands on the railing. We gazed at each other, our bodies. Before any intelligible words came out of my mouth another gag was inserted into my mouth and nose. Tubes invaded me and with dexterity rubbered hands manipulated the tubes deep into my windpipe and for all I know my lungs. “Go with the flow fuck bitch’ was shouted at me, “you’re going to get all you need to cope with this through the tubes. Let them help you”With that I felt the familiar sensations of the gas affecting my body again. A numb calm acceptance overwhelmed me; I began to feel.