When I got there, Stacy answered the door, gasping at and instantly slapping me. Apparently she was mad. You hang up on me after all of this, and the... you show up at my HOUSE? What the hell? another note about Stacy. She is a bit hysterical about everything. Although she is the most honest, kindest, best secret keeping person alive that I know. I didnt really mind the slap to be honest. Listen Stacy, I couldnt talk about it over the phone with my little sister there. She was sick today. I cant. Nothing happened.“Fuck!” she murmured to herself in frustration. “Forgot the batteries!”She ripped open the package of three double-AA’s and inserted them in the handle. Then she turned the BB pistol on herself, aiming right between her marvelous bare breasts and pulled the trigger again.“Ahhhh! Ow!” she yelped, dropping the pistol on the sheet between her legs. “Fuck! That hurts!”There was a tiny, bleeding hole right in the middle of her breastbone. Frank was almost at the top of the stairs. This gives a moving picture of the heart, with false colors corresponding to the speed of blood flow. Higher-resolution still images also are recorded, which allow precise measurements. By measuring the distance between the walls of parts of the heart, at various stages of heartbeat, the pumping efficiency can be calculated; the main such measurement is the left ventricular ejection fraction. This is especially useful for diagnosing heart failure, or a condition where the pumping efficiency is. When our plates were empty, mom and I made another trip to the buffets to get a second helping of foods we wanted more of, then we went back for desserts to finish out our supper.When we finished eating, mom and I went to the check out and mom paid for our supper, then she took my arm and we walked out to the car like we had walked into the restaurant when we had got to it, then while mom got in the car on the passange side, she gave me a fast peek up her skirt which was so fast, I wasn't sure.