Stop. Nobody's dead.You're alive. You're safe. She tested herself. What's your favoritepizza? What's your favorite movie? She smiled at the comfortabl...memories.Pepperoni. And Ghostbusters.Jesse stared into the mirror. James didn't die. James is just a name,he is me, and I'm still here. Jesse and James, they're both me. I ammore than my name. I am more than my body.Her blue eyes blinked slowly.I wanted this, she realized. I've fantasized about this since I was 12.Memories of James' youth flooded. Then the slow walk back to the villa. The birthday girl had lent you one of her traditional shawls for the walk back, wrapped around your body you look as if you had always been here.We enter the villa, locking up behind us. I take you by the hand and lead you to the bedroom. We stand facing each other, hand in hand. I kiss you gently on the lips and raise my hands to hold your face. Drinking you in and loving every minute spent with you.My hands slide down to your shoulders. Fingers gently. He put his fingers inside and felt her squeeze them tightly; Jo groaned loudly as Mike released her lips and moved to replace Ryan. Mike took over where Ryan was, but he had no inclination to be gentle, he had been denied much and wanted to make up lost time. Mike pounded hard and fast into her tight space and felt her arch to take him deeper. He desired to be give her the depth she wanted so he pulled fast out of her, grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her knees. Mike watched as Ryan. I told her it was just some freak thing and wouldn't happen again. But she asked if I didn't think that it would happen again, why was I carrying a gun in the small of my back.I asked her if she wanted to move. She didn't, she said she had too many friends here but she didn't want to lose me either. I asked her whom she thought shot me and she agreed it was just a freak thing that wouldn't happen in a million years. She knew no one that would want to hurt me. We talked some more about the.