She’d decided it was the one. Of all the 50 or so images she’d taken of herself, this one was the one. She liked it for a lot of reasons but mainl... due to she was fully clothed and she was ready to email in the original application but then she stopped. She had to know what to do with all the others too. “Gosh, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said again, as she closed her eyes. “I mean I’m not that pretty, am I?” A week back she was among a group of other professors at the university.. I dropped the envelope in the cookie tin and wrapped it in gift-wrap.On Christmas day when we exchanged gifts I told Flo that this year as soon as she drew an envelope from the tin she would have to open it and write the date on the back of the card. I said the reason for this would become apparent later.The new year started off nicely. It was just the eight of January and when I walked in the house after work. Flo was in the kitchen and she had just put dinner in the oven. Flo must have. Then he sat on a chair, puffing. It was sudden interval, just when I was expecting a lot of action.I asked, "what happened?" you have got what you wanted", replied sumeet, "you had an orgasm, didn't you?"I kept quiet. I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to beg to make love to me. And I was in desperate need.Thus I walked up to him, leaned forward and kissed him. He looked up and smiled, but kept on smoking. He was playing. Then I remembered something. Something that will make him make love to. After thatshe went downhill very fast, losing her hair to the attempts at treatment.Despite her doctor's advice, she started drinking alcohol near the end todull the pain, and died only a couple of months after being diagnosed.I could hear my mother crying in the next room and decided that she mustbe even more upset then I was at losing Emma. She had wanted to cremateEmma so that at least she could have her ashes by her bed, but it wasEmma's wish that her body be spared that fate and given a.