It felt like getting stabbed from the inside out.Soon the episode passed and he shook it off. He was glad that it didn'thappen in front of Denise or s...e would have made him go to the hospitaland he hated doctors.Just as he weighed the options of going to the doctor the phone rang.Picking it it he mused it was probably his ex sleezeball agent tryingget back in his good graces. No fucking chance of that happening."Hello?" May I peak to mister Kagawa please?" Speaking, who is this?" Ah yes, Mr.. I had a few more drinks than I should have, but I should still have known better. Jim asked me to dance, so we danced a little to the jukebox along with some other couples. During a slow song he moved in pretty close and wrapped his arms around my waist. I should have stopped him, but it felt so good and warm. His contact was making me wet, and for some reason, I wanted him so badly. We finished the dance and went back to the table to get our things. I thought he was going to take me home, but. Some thought that its effects were even more subtle, somehow affectingpeople on an incredibly deep, genetic level.The virus had spread much faster than anyone had thought possible. Jackremembered the morning that he woke to discover that his voice wasbreaking and his nipples were huge and itchy. For some reason that he could no longer quite recall, this had terrifiedhim beyond words.Everyone had talked, in their new, breaking voices, about declaring a'public health emergency' - closing down all. And then I saw the two figures ahead ofme.One was Rachel... at least I assumed it was. She appeared so weakened bythe struggle that she could not even stand or look up at me. All shecould seem to do was cry.The other came after me the second he saw me. This had to be Anthony.He screamed at me, then yelled, "Why? Why is this body this way??!! I'mnot a FUCKING girl!!! Why did you have to show up? Why can't you justdie? Why can't I kill you??" What...? What is your problem? Do you even have a clue.