According to the protesters, Darren was a murderer. — Violet The first time I saw a dead body I was 11. I don’t know why I was there. Probably bec...use I had to go with Mum and Dad everywhere. There were all these angry voices of Mum and Dad’s ‘friends’. Swearing, cursing, blaming each other. ‘Fucking idiot. You expect me to clean this up?’ ‘Yeah, y’know when I called? If you’d have listened-‘ ‘Don’t fuckin’ give me this.’ I didn’t pay much attention because I cared more about the corpse, trying. I couldn’t figure out why it wasn’t cold. My lungs weren’t hurting particularly. I knew what had happened. I was dead. The murk was just the mess I’d made of my life. Maybe I would have eternity to clear it up. For some reason I remembered just when I’d lost Hope.My mid-life crisis hit the day I realized thirty-three was half-way through my life expectancy. Of course, technically, having already survived Viet Nam, I should have had a much longer life expectancy than the sixty-six that was. I looked around to makesure no one was around me. I started rubbing my wet panties as I'mthinking about all the men that had seen under my dress that day. I camein a very short time and started on home.Once I was back safe in my house. I got my toy cock out, dropped mypanties and started working it inside my pussy. All I could think aboutwas all the men that had seen under my dress today. All my life, from alittle girl on up, I've been told to keep your legs together when you'rewearing a dress. "Shit," I swore, fumbling my penis back into my shorts and zipping myselfup. "Umm, sorry for barging in like that. I was mostly asleep still andjust had to pee so bad," I stammered out. I felt weird standing here inthe bathroom explaining to Eva why I'd just flashed her on accident. "Umm,I guess I'm gonna go back to bed now." I moved towards the door but Evamoved with a speed that took me completely by surprise, grabbing me aroundthe neck with one hand and pushing me back against the wall. She.