I sighed, and tried to think of something, anything to improve my mood. In a brief moment of inspiration, I flipped on my laptop, cranked the volume t... maximum, and played a little music. Unfortunately, the damn shuffle just happened to pick "our song." Crowded House. "Don't dream it's over." I winced as the lyrics floated through. It had been our song at senior prom. The song that had been there for us throughout our marriage.I was not going to cry again, damn it. I stood up, and let the music. We've been talking over the years and I told him not to tell you that I'm alive and well." But I saw you ... in the water. Dead." Yes you did. That was the body I dwelled in all the time we were married. I truly loved you back then. I faked my own death to save you, Junior and our never born daughter Edie. I can go into the future to see what is happening out there. I spent a long time in things that are to come." You broke my heart when you died. I wanted to die too. I planned to throw myself. "Luanne was made to lie down on the table under the bright lights and spread her legs wide, holding her knees back with her pretty bare feet in the air while they shaved her pussy bare from her belly to her asshole. She was soon as pink and hairless as a three-year-old, her plump, tender vagina completely exposed. She was then told to hold her pussy as wide open as she could for "inspection," her knees back and wide apart and her pretty hands stretching her pink, perfect pussy lips to the max.. I never realized how much she still hated him." I never did either," I admitted."Looking back, though," she said, "I guess I should have. You and Gordon and her dad are the only guys she's ever really trusted. She used to really love him, you know, when they first started dating in the ninth grade. She and I were both on JV cheerleaders then. And then he started in with the drugs, and his buddies. And until you and Karen came along, she didn't even realize how deep the shit really was. You.