" She's ... she's dead, isn't she?" I asked miserably.Her eyes sad, she nodded. "I'm so sorry, Mark."She looked at the heart monitor again, and I coul... see her heave a sigh of relief. The siren was steadily becoming slower, sounding again like an annoying flow of discrete beeps."Thank God," she breathed. I was surprised at the apparent depth of her feelings."Debbie ... why didn't you tell me?" We told the doctors here, and they arranged to have Dr. Payton come see you. She told us not to. I did not understand but a powerful hand pushed me to my knees as my sweet Ana mounted the bench. I found myself instinctively guiding this huge black piece to my wife’s waiting open and wet pussy lips. She was too wet as the ebony head parted her lips in an unusual way…I watched the length of his huge shaft disappear in my wife`s pussy. She clawed at anything she could grab and moaned as her eyes disappeared into the back of her head. He was slow in his invasion; inch by inch I watched my. ShephardCopyright 2012-2013Edited by: jeffusuallyDear fans and first time readers. What you are about to read is a majorrevision to the original pilot of Angel. In preparing my completed workfor publishing, I felt the fist episode was in desperate need of aserious overhaul. The first scene was just that--the first scene I hadever written. As I progressed over the course of eight months, I oftenfelt myself returning to the pilot with a feeling of displeasure. Theopening paragraph drew me into. It will even still be your body, just completely remade.Your age, your illness, your injuries, those will be gone. You'll have anew lease on life, a new start."He played with his wristwatch as he spoke, his eager eyes not quitematching his winning smile. "We can get you in soon, your place in lineis already reserved. All we have to do is come to an arrangement." An arrangement? How much it will cost for this magical miracle?He shrugged, turned his hands outward. No big deal. Just an.