"You will let me know about the funeral, won't you?" Yes of course," replied Frank. "Just give your number to Rob here and we will call you personally... It will be in the papers of course but you will be the first to know." Thank you sir." She paused. "There will be a lot of ladies at his funeral. He was very popular you know! I like to think that I was his favourite; I would let him do more things than most of the others. You know, up my bum and everything!"Rose left the room. Rob stared at the. Her clothes, ripped off her body as she had run from her attackers, layabout: tattered white line Capri pants at the entrance of the room; a fleshcolored body suit midway into the room; and finally, her mid-heel black sandalsnear the table. ? Her eyes were closed and her neckwas craned upward. In addition to the penis currently splitting her vagina wideopen, she was also entertaining a large penis in her mouth. She was receivingcrisp instructions in broken English from a young stocky, short. The last night we were there was the best. The bride to be and I shared a room as did the other six of our party, pairing off with two in each room. We all took in a couple of shows, drinks,and a good meal then walked to the hotel saying our good night's before going to our rooms. My friend, Amy, the bride to be showered, separately, then set on the balcony with a glass of wine and talked about the events of the past three days. We laughed, cried, and talked about what our furture held for us.. . And that’s all I did ... And here I am...” She smiles a broad, little-old-lady smile.Kimberly checks her phone – looking at the maps app – and notes that, “Well, where we are is still about 40 miles north of the border ... And where we need to be is about 300 miles south of it ... So it’s still a long, long, way to go before you get to live out your dream ... How about we use the magic of television to get there a little bit faster...”She holds up her hands, and Ellen copies – and they both.