I don’t have any money, but willing to work out a trade.”Almost immediately, my e-mail was being blown up by every pervert in the area, mostly jus... wanting to fuck me. I laughed at the one where this older man wanted me to kick him in the balls. Actually, that sounded like something I would like to do, but didn’t answer that one either. After going through dozens and dozens, one finally caught my attention.I just got out of prison and am headed to Tampa Florida to work for one of my cell mates. Not all of us, before or after the GreatShift, have a practically flawless complexion. If you don't take careof it, it's not going to last."Fortunately, the dinging of the microwave announcing the pizza wasready, as well as the sound of Joseph's car pulling into the driveway,saved me from having to give any sort of response.Carrie shook her head and took the water from my hands. "To becontinued at a later date," she promised.That evening, as I got ready for bed, I stared at myself in the. She was scared, but she didn’t show it. Velamma always thought Ramesh was into business. But this was not the kind of business she expected.“Strip her,” The boss ordered.“Strip me? Why?” Velamma was getting worried.“A rival’s whore once sneaked in a small explosive in her snatch.”A goon walked towards Velamma and stripped her to just her inners. Then he took a knife and cut off her bra, which made her huge melons pop out. She covered them with her palms. But the goon grabbed them and squeezed. He noticed that the toes of both of the woman’s feet were curled, her big toes kept straight and pointing up towards the ceiling. Getting a closer look at the toe tag the funeral home had given her, he saw that she was 49-years-old and had died of a cocaine overdose five days ago. He stared at her wrinkled, caramel soles thinking of the lucky pathologist that had gotten to share the intimate experience of her autopsy with her, examining the contents of her last meal, weighing each and every one.