Tom inhaled a raspy breath, glancing down at Alice whose tender ministrations were already driving him mad. Her pale skin crawled with gooseflesh from...the hot water and cold bathroom air due to him opening the shower stall, nipples hard atop her full breasts which so desperately begged to be suckled. The curve of her hip, the way her body knelt before him, cast a beautiful silhouette of water nymph in his mind. Smiling, one hand reaching to bury itself loosely in her hair, Tom steadied himself. " Even with the dress unbuttoned it covers you, barely. But if anyone sees us, they might stare, but won't say anything. Before leaving the truck I reach in the back and pull out a moving blanket and some rope. We walk about a block in and did she someone off to the side, but couldn't see if it was a man or woman. I guide you into some bushes that's near one of the walkway lights, so we have some light. I hand the blanket to Stacy. I tie a rope around the cuffs and throw the other end over a. “ Not good enough” . He moved me , quickly purposefully , forcing me forward by the neck , his fingers where twisted in the nape of my hair . My heart was racing , what the hell was going to happen to me , serial killer , mad man . He pushed me down the side of the house , a tight little alley , he was in front of me , no escape . He took a step towards me , I wanted to faint I was ready to scream then , he kissed me , hard , his hands cupping both sides of my face forcing my lips apart with. "Be happy. P'sero lives on through you, and he always will. The love you share now will not diminish your love for P'sero. And your happiness is important. She, I, we all want you to be happy."It was not an easy charge. For the first time in my life I turned away from Her. Grief wracked me, grief suppressed these many years, but still deep and abiding for all of that. I cried out my loneliness and heartache. In that moment P'sero was truly gone. She gathered me in Her arms as I wept for him.