"You can stay, right?" Lisa asked. "Overnight?"I nodded. "Yeah, I'm going to stay." I cuddled into Sherri's side, and Lisa did the same on her other s...de. It was cramped, but the three of us could fit nicely onto the bed if we wanted to. We lay there, flesh against flesh, for some time.Finally, Sherri spoke. "I should go back to my own bed." No," I said. "We can all stay here. At least until we fall asleep." Then I'm not in the middle," she said."Then Lisa should be," I said. "She instigated. ‘David, I know you want things to work out, but I’m not going to lie, I really don’t want you to go. You’re my best friend, I don’t want to lose that.’ ‘And I don’t to lose you either. You’ve always been there for me, and I can’t remember anyone who’s been so helpful in getting my comic promoted. I mean…’ The two locked eyes, and for a split second, it seemed like the world around them had stopped. Stacy’s hazel eyes were on the verge of tears. ‘Stace… there’s something I’ve wanted to tell you. Age 24, I was born in Ireland but moved to the states when i was 13. i'm pretty well built and open minded so combined with my accent I've never had trouble attracting people and as a result was a bit of a playboy. That was until I met my angel that isMy girlfriend, Mei, is a gorgeous asian woman. She has a natural beauty that doesn't require any make though she still wears it despite my constant insistence on this fact. Despite the stereotype she actually has sizable breast, a large C-cup i. "Hello yourself." Feeling a little silly talking to a board game. "My name is Mark." Then I reminded myself that this was supposed to be someone who had died.We chatted like this for a couple of minutes. Just the icebreaker kind of stuff like where and when we were born, how she had died... That sort of thing. She had said that she was born in Pennsylvania in 1801 and that she had died in 1820 of a heart condition that no one knew she had. A birth defect.Then she asked.W-O-U-L-D Y-O-U L-I-K-E.