)So far, I hadn’t made any comments about the movie, just mostly watched in silence. Given her the occasional caress or squeeze, received a few in r...turn.(What could I have said? ‘Damn, girl, how did you get THAT in your throat?’ or ’Loving that slutty lingerie?’ or ’You TOTALLY destroyed that cock!’ Oh, and ‘That black girl is incredible!’ would have been an incredibly stupid thing to say... )As the closing credits ran and the music reached a crescendo, Mel shuffled a couple of feet down the. It helped that many women wanted to experience an end rather than continue their existence.Jacquelyn, or Jackie, had enough. Her current master had ruled her life for the last fifty years. She looked young but felt older than her two hundred twelve years. She asked him for an End. Much to her surprise, he agreed.Ending women was simple for their masters. Her master registered his intent to End her and Jackie registered her acceptance. She could have initiated the End but preferred to be. So my mum and brother decided it was best they went to get the food as I had almost a whole bottle of champagne to myself.While they were out, herself and I were sitting on the sofa with the television on, we were talking mainly about work, cars and memory's. We had Happy Gilmore on the television, once I'd run out of things to talk about she asked me about relationships/girlfriends etc. So we spoke a bit then it got quiet again and we watched some more Adam Sandler, she already was tucked onto. But she now had a happy life of her own ... and once again she had to say goodbye.She thought that she had known unhappiness in her life, but those first minutes as she and John drove away from Stockport were real misery for her. John knew that he could do nothing for her while she felt this way: he had to let her work through it herself. After ten or so miles, however, she had shuffled across in her seat and put her hand on his leg, and then John knew that she was over the worst."Can we stop.