"This isn't living!"I leaned in close, my hands clenched and saw her expression get a little fearful. "Listen, Puta," I hissed into her ear, "if you d...n't think life is worth living, you might want to consider the alternative!" She shrank away from me as if she thought I was about to rip her throat out. I was straightening up when sudden pain burst from my earlobe!My eyes tearing, I heard Sister Mary Francis say, "Miss Johnson, you come with me." Patti," said Sister Elizabeth. "I'm disappointed. So she closes her computer and lays down the next few days she gets on but that dude never does.Then one night when she goes and kisses her dad and lays down and gets online sees that the man gets on at the same time and she clicks on his name and writeshi i see you live close to me so i thought i would add ya.The man sees the message and writes back.hey cool nice to meet you.thanks 4 adding me tell me about yourself now.i am 6'2 145 and i am 38 divorced,have a daughter that is 16 and love. The one bit of makeup which went a little over board were thelush and long false eyelashes which my sisters had demanded that I wear.My eyes were smashing! Mother came to be beside me as the last finishingmakeup was applied. My lipstick! My lipstick! It was brushed on, in thefuture I would use the tube, and it shown like three thousand candles.And then the gloss was added. The light from my lips would reach to themoon!Our hair was done. Our makeup was done. The Voice came again: "Proceedto. My first kiss. What do I do? But your hand rises up to my head guiding me closer to you, and for the first time I kiss you back, softly, gently, hesitantly. Your tongue slips into my mouth, everything I have ever learned about oral hygiene tells me to pull away, but I don’t. Not for a second. I enjoy this moment as I know it will never come again. I make circular motions with my tongue hoping that I am doing it right I open my eyes and look to you. Still kissing, your hands call for more. You.