Sigrid wore a white Mexican wedding dress made of alternating bands of starched white cotton and wide lace through which her skin glowed. Tom wore a b...ring old blue suit, but no one had been able to talk him out of it. Actually, he looked great.The minister stood to the side of the fire we'd laid just because it looks so great. Most of the service was the old familiar. I loved Sigrid's changes."How come you two to this ceremony of marriage?" We come together, each of our own will and desire."No. I checked for any workers that may have missed the call, thennodded to the men sent with me. They unzipped the bags and dumped thebodies into the fresh concrete. The weighted body bags joined them andwere soon covered by concrete.It really was a good place to hide a body, so much better than cuttingit into 6 pieces and spreading them around the country. No one wouldthink to look in the foundations of a building, and then there was thecost, it was perfect. I didn't feel any guilt about killing. "This situation was not in the least bit funny, but for some reason agiggle escaped my now bee stung lips. My hair had turned almostcompletely golden blonde now and my boobs were massive jiggling things."But, like, what happens at the end of the year?" I asked, gigglingagain. I tried to stifle it but the giggles continued to bubble out ofmy mouth no matter how hard I tried to stop it.She ran her fingers over my now sensitive nipples. I wriggled andmoaned. Her hand ran down over my flat belly. Cyril nodded and ordered the rowers and helmsman to continue their efforts, neither slowing nor changing course.They grew closer and closer. A man atop the main-mast shouted down that he saw winged creatures through the mist and rain, four of them, on one of the small islands ahead. Very close now, he warned. Cyril nodded again, continuing to encourage their advance.Some of the crew grew nervous though none of them faltered in their tasks. Even as the rain became sheets of sharp needles against.