She was staring directly into his eyes with a serious expression on her face and he stared back mesmerized by her beautiful green gaze. He saw her lip... move but was so focused on her eyes that he didn't realized she had spoken for a few second. "What did you say," he asked after he realized she was waiting for an answer. Her lips quirked into a small smile. "Where are we having the wedding," she asked again repeating the question. Anthony heard the words but as stood there and continued to. She lets go and looks at me smiling and heads out the door with me smiling back. I finish my breakfast and go back to the bedroom, kissing my wife goodbye and head out the door to go to work. I and my wife are usually about a half hour apart when we get home so I stop and bring home pizza for our usual wednesday bring home dinner night. I walk in the door and Cindy is in the livingroom and my wife is running around like a chicken with it's head cut off. I put the pizza down and ask her what is. ”“Has your intimate life improved?” Her sultry voice wasmesmerizing.“That’s an understatement.”“Then the serum has had its designed effect.”“Uh…”“Unless a medical problem arises Jim, a return visitwill not be required. Take care and thank you for yourparticipation!” The phone clicked followed almostimmediately by the dial tone.Staring out the window at the kids in the street andthe neighbor dog as its nose sought a clean. She cringes at every step. She wonders if she should stop and take them off. She knows the mist is hiding terrible things but if she's very quiet it might hide her as well. But to take her shoes off she would have to stop walking. And she can't do that. Because if she does stop she might see something. What that something might be she has no idea except that it freezes her blood. So she keeps walking, her eyes fixed on the pavement in front of her. It's only four blocks now.Mister Miller had.