It was the best tasting water I have ever tasted. “You have had quite a sleep there, woman. You are okay, though, Suzie?’ He kindly asked. His vo...ce made my head hurt more, it seemed to echo in my head. His kindness and caring pushed me over the edge, my tears flowed and I could only nod yes. I was alive anyway for now. ‘Oh, I bet you have a headache, don’t you, my poor thing. I did find some Tylenol in your luggage, so I guess you can safely take them, I can’t let anything happen to you,. Finally, the tidal wave hit, and she screamed bloody murder. It was a good thing that Steve-O’s cock was not still in her mouth, she would have bit it off!It took a good ten minutes for her to stop having spasms and then she could talk. She turned around looking Marco in the eyes and offered a lustful smile. She then looked at poor Steve-O and remembered that scream she had heard from some faraway place. That place turned out to be a foot from her face. She looked at the anguish on Steve-O’s. If I didn't know better I would say Merle Hill was running ads." Nancy said."Nancy, what do you think the demographics are on this?" Margaret asked."I don't know, I think we need to ask Liz. But most of them seem to be mid to late twenties, with strong romance streaks and no real grasp on the reality of what is going on." Nancy said."I'll drink to that." Helen said. "If I never hear another woman scream like Mary Magill did again it will be fine with me." What happened?" Kim asked."You remember. Are you OK? Do you want me to pack up and leave?"Her head snapped up looking at me with tears running down her face, "Please God no! I can't live without you. Don't leave me please!" as she threw herself at me again just like last night. I held her tightly talking quietly telling her I would stay. Her crying eventually subsided as I guided us both back to the kitchen table with her sitting on my lap."So what happened? A few minutes ago you screamed like a banshee calling me a 'fucking bastard'.