Somewhere during its slow ascent, maybe right after passing the second floor, Fuyumi finished her cigarette, dropped it to the ground and snuffed it o...t. The elevator was pissing her off. She debated about sending someone over and having him cut the wires after she was finished here. Even then she doubted it would pick up enough speed to actually damage the elevating trash box when it crashed to the ground.The doors opened and Fuyumi was glad she was wearing her sunglasses. The bright. Is he just going to lie there? Isn't there something we should be doing?"Mom lifted her head and looked me in the eye. "I've thought about this moment for over a year; Jack planned his funeral beforehand. All I did was set things in motion." What's going to happen when they take him ... wherever?" The coroner will pick him up and issue a death certificate. His body will be picked up by the funeral home as soon as the coroner releases it, which should be almost immediately. I have his dress. She reached behind her and unclipped the bra, slowly teasing it off each shoulder before raising it in front of the camera and discarding it over her shoulder. I couldn't see her tits, but I could see her teasing them and it drove me wild. She knew exactly how to get me worked up and I had to respond. I stood up, turned my back to the camera and slowly pulled down my boxers before kicking them off to the side and moving out of view of the camera. I slipped back onto my seat, carefully ensuring. .. more?" Shecherished that stutter and the helplessness it implied. Tyra pouted andsaid, "Yes, Eva. You really do. After all, this is all about MY plan andMY vision. So get onto that upright table and let them strap you in forthe ride of your life." Not wanting to, but crippled by his inducedweakness, he got up against the padded surface of the table and leanedback. Two nurses strapped his wrists alongside him, then bent to do thesame to his ankles.A female doctor arrived and checked.