I marveled that only about forty minutes ago I was driving down the Interstate listening to one of my favorite CDs without a care in the world. Now I ...as being forced to contemplate death. So thinking, my consciousness slipped away and I knew no more.Obviously, I pulled through or I wouldn't be able to write down this tale. The bullet turned out to be a .22 caliber long. It had been fired, as near as the cops could figure, from one of the hills overlooking the Interstate - a completely random. Time was running out however. She didn'twant to like him anymore, she just couldn't help it.She surfaced and turned and faced the pools coping. She rested herforehead against it, pressing her legs together tightly in frustration.I love him... Oh no... I'm falling in love with him and he's movingaway in three weeks. Not fair! That is so fucking unfair! Upset, neartears, she decided to get out. "Getting out!" she cried so she wouldnot interfere with their game. She submerged, swimming the. Cruz stood up. "Don't remove your blindfold just yet."I sat there panting slowly, trying to regain my focus from the ball draining blowjob I had just received. "You may take it off now." Ms. Cruz said. I removed my blindfold to only notice that she was dressed in her business suit. "You are going to want to work on your stamina, if you want to have a shot at the title." She said with a smirk. "Now, get into the ring and wait." That was the last I heard or saw Ms. Cruz as she turned and walked. But the older I got, the more I had to work, and it stopped being that much fun. I’m glad though because I learned so much about gardening and cooking.”“It does sound cool,” I said. “I don’t know much about gardening. I mean, not about fruits and vegetables and spices. We only have flowers, and all there is to do is pluck weeds and water them.”“Well, how about I teach you a bit about that this week?”“I’d like that,” I said and emptied my glass. A small belch escaped me. “Sorry,” I gasped, but.