He offered his hand to me as the usual greeting between men, but I refused to shake his hand. A look of surprised satisfaction came across his face in...tead of disappointment.Turning up my palm pointing toward the chair across from me, "Go ahead and sit. So what does Satan want with me?" I replied. To say he was now shocked was an understatement."How do you know I'm the Devil?" he asked."I was born KNOWING there is heaven and hell. I KNOW good from bad. Most people believe or have faith, I KNOW!. WHY?I've been stoping here for ten years or more, so the cries of "Amanda's back" did not surprise me. and soon I was on it, on the thick and comfortable mattress, that I had forgotten that I had put in the back of my truck, legs back to my ears as the gang-bang assembled.I'd been thrown onto the mattress on my back, my legs were pushed over a set of shoulders and a cock rammed up me, no preparation just straight in. Think about what you just said." What do you mean?" I said. "The whole spectrum of events still parades through my mind. How about you?" Don't change the subject," she said. I looked at her curiously. "The whole spectrum, you said," Misty repeated. "But it's not." But it is," I said. "From start to finish. Crash, 5 minutes out of my life. Leaving the plane and pulling out essentials, 3 hours. The rescue a few hours after that, 5 hours from pickup to landing in Anchorage. That's it." Christine,. .. Catherine may have picked the name, but I liked it)."Hurry Michael, we're late!" Adriana said as she opened the leather-bound case I had seen Ileana carrying earlier. "Here. Let me help you with your crown." Don't worry. We'll be fine. I happen to know that even the White House cannot start without us. Besides, who ever heard of a press conference starting on time?" Oh, Michael. The dinner hasn't even started yet and I'm exhausted!" Grace told me."Me, too!" added Vickie."Me, three!" added.