Our pens are now alien and foreign creatures forever to sleep on dusty parchment. But while you mourn the corpse of our Creatress, I fear that the sit...ation grows ever worsening for us. Our physical lives are far from over, and I regret that while we may live on, we shall be but husks as love letters, novels, poems, stories, tales: they will all be lost to us. Decades from now, when we think ourselves healed from this rift in our souls, have near forgotten this communion of the lost, you will. ”Atrin laughed again and reached down, scratching the cat behind the ears.It leaned into his hand for a moment before turning and making for the door again, sitting by it and looking expectantly towards Atrin.With a sigh he stood and stepped towards the door, opening it for the cat, who, plaintively, padded out.Atrin shut the door behind it and turned back to Avery, “So, where were…” He tilted his head, “...What’s that look for.”“Where exactly do the cat’s roam?”Atrin shrugged and folded his. Thanking Will for convincing her to get a credit card, she charged the clothes and put the bag in her car trunk before walking to the store where she’d purchased her clothes for the challenges. As before, the second store had clothes that were much more to Denise’s liking. She spotted the clerk she had met and worked with twice before and asked for her help. Reading from her mother’s packing list she decided to start with the blouses. It took a while but they finally found two short sleeve. But once you get a taste of hard nasty sex, you just can't get enough."Jethro?" Arthur asked.Ruth looked a little pained. "He's the little brother of Mable's friend, Leroy." Leroy?" Cynthia asked."Don't play games, Cynthia! You know I've had a big black stud screwing my brains out every night since your father passed on." Since before you fucked him to death, you mean," the daughter replied bitterly. "You should have known not to make daddy have sex with you as soon as he got home from a triple.