Into agony. As if I wason fire from the bottoms of my feet to the hair on my head, nothing but aburning pain so intense it consumed my world. After ... while it receded abit, then it surged back more painful than before. Wave after wave ofagony, while in the background I can still here Elle Driver whistlingthat creepy song.Eventually, an eternity later, the pain recedes and I feel myself fallingaway into a darkness that seems so peaceful. Dragging me down untilblissful release swallows up. A quick glance reveals nice tanned muscular thighs. “Take me to Boulder,” she says. “That’s sixty miles away!” “I am well aware of that cabbie,” she barks.He realizes she is past drunk and mad as hell too. He decides the safest bet is to just drive. He turns up the music. Tina Turner pours her sultry voice into the cab. He figures this might soothe the savage b**st. He watches her in his mirror, rocking sensually in the back seat. He can just imagine what she would look like out of that. "That would be great mom!" Her son's wide smile returned and he changed tack, "Now tell me...", he looked up at the ceiling as if thinking, "... what was the best Christmas gift you ever received?"A small smile came to her face, genuinely happy to talk to her son about anything he wanted. The fact that he wanted to know of her more pleasant of memories only seemed to heighten her pleasure. She drew a evergreen tree upon the table top with her index finger as she thought back to her pre-teen. ”Trixie smiled, “ I tell you what maam, what was your name?”, asked the agent as they walked off the plane together.“Brenda”, the attractive brunette blurted out, “Brenda Johanssen”“If little Tabitha is really interested in a career with the BNWO I can meet with her after 18th birthday to go over her career options and review her skills”, assured the blonde agent.“Oh thank you thank thank you!”, the supportive mother repeated as they walked towards baggage claim, “Tabitha will be so happy to.