"Yeah, it's a boring drive," my husband agreed."Although the scenery is lovely," Cory said, slyly cupping my breasts again.I slapped them away and sai..., "Although it is hard to sit in one position for so long." Half an hour," Alex said, before adding, "give or take."I almost quipped, 'hopefully give,' as I wanted my son to give it to me, but I was able to refrain, instead replying, "Good, because I am famished." For T-bone?" Alex asked."Yes," I nodded, "a big thick T-bone." Again my husband was. The sunlight dazzled us. Our room was way up on the 8thfloor, and it overlooked the glittering Gulf of Mexico and what lookedlike an endless strip of ivory dotted with pink and brown ants inmulticolored Lycra and spandex."Aw yeah," I said. "This fuckin' rocks!" I talked to that guy Daniel before we left," Gina said, suddenly allserious.My Amy-sense went off. I did not want to discuss this. But I said, "Oh?Did you punch him in the nads?" He asked me about you," she said."Fuck, Gina," I told. It was dark and she could not see anything. As soon as she entered the room she felt her hubby's hand grab her and pull her to him, he kisses her deeply his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. Angie's breathing starts to grow faster and she can feel her pussy juices flowing down her legs. Her hubby pulls her dress form her shoulder and slides it off her sexy body her hips are grinding against his legs. She whispers to him please I really need your cock.He forces Angie to the ground and. Linda laughed out loud.You are evil. I love it! Make him shit his pants, then give him holes in his intestines to flood his insides.Sepsis is a slow, painful way to die. At least heart attacks and strokes are fast, even if they hurt, whispered Ret.That lady in the blue Hillary pantsuit, near the back. She’s paid to have someone murdered. Twice.A woman?Yes, a woman. She’s a stone-cold killer.Okaaay then. Die bitch! She is leaking blood internally like a sieve. Dead by midnight is my guess. Too.