I spoke to Elizabeth and Claire this morning but only to coordinate when we were crossing and who was responsible for what. By mutual but unspoken agr...ement, we have not said anything about our disagreement.I am next to go over the crossing. I have been told to make sure I keep in the middle of the crossing and follow the directions of the wagon master during the crossing. I see Claire and Louise waiting for us and waving as we are about to cross. I have given this journal to Elizabeth to keep. As my team assembled, I wondered about my patient and her family. She was almost the exact same age as Jan. I was going to be giving her family a new life at the same time I was ending my life with Jan.It was the last personal thought I had for almost ten hours. Doing a heart transplant is the most delicate surgery currently undertaken, and I am the best. Patients fly in from all over the world to have me do their heart work, and pay top dollar for it.I had developed several new processes, and. I opened whats app account and was soon addicted to it, reading jokes, getting in touch with all friends. All forward erotic things on whats app. I had one nice pic which I wanted to send to my buddy but by mistake while sending I selected wrong number and it went to Komal (name changed).it was a pic of girl getting rammed by a long dick with a caption “jab andar Gaya tha kela, tab malum chala yeh jamela …and some message” . I was embarrassed and in fact scared …Komal will not have me. Komal. The panting behind the door grew more intense. The rate increased. There was some sloshing sound as if something was sliding in and out of a wet surface. The image of Molly's pussy lips wrapping around my cock materialized in my head. It took every ounce of energy not to wrap my fingers around my throbbing cock and rub one out right that moment. I was in the hallway and it would be the dead of me if any of my family members saw me masturbating to Molly masturbating to me. Okay, that sounded.