“So, David, if we could get personal for a moment, I learned from our producers that in addition to being severely injured in the attack and trapped...for a week, you also suffered another, very personal loss. Your fiancé, Nancy was killed, is that right?”I was totally not prepared for that and it took me a second of fighting to hold back the emotions that threatened to overwhelm me.“She had come to visit me at work that morning. She was starting a new job as a broker for an investment firm and I. Adrian took them on the wide, flat trail that went around the big pond at the bottom of the farm. Her dad took off like a rocket. He pedaled around the pond twice in the time it took her and Crystal to get around once. When Adrian regrouped them her dad was sweating and smiling. Instead of walking his bike up the hill like everyone else he pedaled up it, standing up out of the seat to make the pedals turn. She hadn’t seen him so enthusiastic about anything in a while. When they had first. Told them I wanted to talk. A surprising number of them wanted that. Talking to a pretty girl instead of fucking her mouth or cunt. Sometimes I was with them, him and his groupie. Sometimes I even spent the night. Never naked, though we sometimes hugged. So, yeah, I was around some who would shoot up. Saw the consequences. Heard the regrets. The stories. Overdoses. Friends dying. I even got instructed how to handle an overdose to keep someone alive. Even got offered to be shot up, but that. I have a girlfriend for several years, and although we work in different places, different countries, for work, whenever I can I will visit her.My girlfriend ,she is a 28-year-old girl, thin, 5'7 hight, long-haired brunette, brown eyes, a beautiful smile, and an angelic face. She lives with her mother, a mature woman of 60, She cannot be classified as pretty, although it must be recognized that she remains thin, something that is already appreciated, in her youth she was brunette, although now.