“What about you?” she said to Fiona. “Same here. Three times to be precise,” Fiona answered, “It’ll never turn me lesbian, but it was fun....�� “Shall we?” Louise asked. “But of course,” Fiona answered. Louise took Fiona in her arms, and they both embraced in front of me. Louise had to bend slightly to kiss Fiona, who had to look up. They kissed softly and sensually, and then they drew back from the kiss, made eye contact, and did it again. It doesn’t take much imagination to understand the effect. ’ And without meaning to, she bursts into laughter, while he grins and she falls down to sit in the front seat in the next row. When she can finally talk, she says, ‘Oh, you are a wonderful man.’ While he blushes, she adds, ‘I was just thinking to myself that I should fall at your knees in thanks for you getting me out of such a mess.’ Which statement she follows by an explanation of the chance meeting earlier with Peter and his hand holding invitation to a picnic and her dread of the. “Bye kids!” I said.“Bye, Daddy!” or, “Bye, Dad!” they all called out.“Those are all yours?” a woman standing a few feet away said.“They are.”She shook her head and walked away muttering. I looked at Jennifer, rolled my eyes, shrugged, picked up my carry-on bag, and walked to the security line. I turned, waved, and then put my bag on the belt for the x-ray machine and after emptying my pockets, walked through the metal detector. Everything cleared, so I picked up my things, turned, waved once. . it was water; the doctor watched as each of the old folk was ensnared and constricted, their bodies seemingly freezing solid before being compressed so tightly they melted and splattered the room. Flipping around his machete in preparation the doctor gritted his teeth and made a mad dash towards the invading decor, his blade slicing clean through one after another until all that was left was a field a debris, and soon he moved on further down the hall. Each of the rooms' doors were scattered.