The journey is very short, only 5 minutes from here. Please to be sitting comfortably and please tell me if I can be of assistance.Emma, leant back in...the plush leather seat and looked at her companions, she held out her hand and introduced herself.“Hi girls, my name is Emma”.They replied in turn, “Hello, I’m Joelle, I’m from Luxembourg”, said the first, a striking full figured strawberry blonde with her long curly hair tumbling down her back , her curvy body encased in a figure hugging red. Why is it that the person I have chosen to live my life with cannot find these things about me adorable, enduring even? I almost rubbed fenders with another car the other day watching a couple kiss and embrace the other day on the sidewalk. My eyes welled up with tears. I can’t remember the last times I was kissed. I miss kissing more then anything. It’s the unknowing, the hunger for another, yet for a hunger you’ve never tasted. A meeting of the souls. Alerting all five senses. That first. I looked in the mirror critiquing myself. I was slender and worked out when I could. Running is what I enjoyed to do. I was tall and had great assets. My eyes were a straight blue and my hair was long brown, laying against the mid of my back. I bit my lip trying to figure out if I should be more casual or dress up. I figured I might as well go all out and chose a sleek black dress and pumps. Fixed my make up and was ready to meet up with my friends. That night we went to a hot new club down. His foot, or what remained of it, was a dangling, almost formless mass of mangled flesh. Nausea overwhelmed him and bile rose in his throat. The pain in his chest almost caused him to pass out again as he bent, retching. When the heaving had passed, he forced himself to look at his right leg and was relieved to see it was mostly intact. His lower leg was obviously broken, swollen to at least twice the normal circumference and, where the coverall was not torn, it was sausage-skin tight against.