That, and the fact she was flat-chested, enhanced her youthful appearance.As we approached her, the nun's eyes got wider and wider. She shrank back in...o the booth, as if she were trying to disappear.I put the fresh mug down in front of the sister, and handed the almost empty one to Vonda. She hurried it over to Tony."Excuse me, Sister. My name is Alex Woodward. I own this place. And that," I pointed to the bar, "is Vonda Alling, my ... girlfriend.The girl slipped out of the booth. She whispered. ‘Always on the move aren’t they?’ Alice asked me. ‘Of course they are. When aren’t they moving?’ I replied with a chuckle. ‘They remind me a lot of us when we were that age. Remember back in those days, how everything was so much fun between us?’ ‘Of course I do Alice. But if I remember correctly, you and I were not really best friends at that age. That happened later.’ ‘That’s true, my memory must be going.’ I walked up and gave her a great big hug. ‘Nonsense, we all have our forgetful. That was Nov. 2005 I was going to home from my office (My office is in F-7 and I live in F-10). Right in start of main double road to F-10 a girl (Around early 20s) asks for a lift. I stopped my car and open door for her (As I always try to show courtesy toward girls) she sat there after paying SALAM. I was happy to see her as she was too much pretty. Pinkish skin and a smiling face wearing skin tight JEANS she was looking a real Barbie doll. I ask her where to go and I surprised when she. It had been kneading at the male nurses’ chest with its half human front paws like a cat enjoying a good petting. The ribcage is bare and torn flesh hangs off the side of his body, the deep gouges slowly oozing blood, the thick red fluid slowly making its way to the drenched fabric below the man. With a flash of motion the beast rushes at the door and with the strong impact its hinges shatter as if made of glass. The wrinkly old woman is pinned to the door as it is pushed across the narrow.