Life has had its way with him from appearance.He begins to speak in a soft tone to the tombstone.Hey. Today is the five-year anniversary of your passi...g. So I figured that I should finally come down here and visit you.God, I still remember the day that you were born. It was the best day and the worst day of my entire life. You pushed your way into this beautiful world and, for some unknown reason, your mother passed away 10 minutes after you were born. Her heart ruptured.(Pregnant pause) I. My religion allows cremation as long as the ashes are interred in the ground. I didn't know Frank's religious beliefs, so I did things my own way. I took the white box I got from the funeral parlor (it was surprisingly heavy), and over the space of three weeks, I poured a little of Frank into the toilets in the house and flushed. He would be forever buried in the Los Angeles sewer system.My lawyer also help me set up a donation of Frank's house to a home for battered women (how rich the irony!). Fumes from dry ice and peeling clouds of dense fog wafted in the place where the DJ played a fast, electronic tune. There were sofas and chairs upon which near-nude women sprawled out and smoked weed. A small bar with a slick bartender wearing leather and chain-mail added to the atmosphere of a drug den and a liquor-drinker’s dungeon.Although it was not allowed, people not only smoked their weed but also lit up cigarettes. If it were not for the management paying off the local police, the place. Being so enclosed in this small, dark, damp place, it is almost like they are both inside a warm vagina committing this act of indulgence. Such imagery adds to Emma’s state, and she cum loud and hard. Donald is close behind her as he shudders fiercely and also cums.As he lays to her side and they collect their breaths, Emma tells him the fantasy which just ran through her head. He hugs her close and tells her yes, he could see how it could feel like that, and what a wonderful illusion to.