.." she replied."What if you found that you suddenly couldn't live or work where you do now - and had to lose all your friends?" Well... Why? If I get...60 million for moving away, I might, but I don't have 60 mil," she replied, trying to figure out where I was going with this."If you suddenly looked so different that your friends would only barely recognize you..." Then what? I mean, I wouldn't mind. I mean, I wouldn't lose my job over it," she replied. "You can't lose your job just because you. It seemed important, somehow, but in the end, it didn't really make any difference; my interest, I mean. It didn't matter; I survived, and no one else did. I have only what I remember.''So this is a eulogy about your past, huh?' Tabatha asked, feeling safe enough in her friendship with the queen to dare such a question.'No, ' Alana replied, giving her friend a soft, invisible smile. 'This is about your past.''My past?' Tabatha wanted to know. 'What are you going on about?''You ... are troubled,. "OK, " she said. Then she moved forward and put her hand on the back of my neck and kissed me, her mouth open a little, feeling her breath and her fingers on my neck, smelling her perfume.She leaned against me. "Mmmm Jimmy," she said, as she turned toward the door. "That was nice." She smiled at me. "Well, goodnight. By the way, can you help me with some shelving I just got? In the next few days?" Sure," I said. "Let me know when." OK," she said. "Goodnight, Jim." And the door closed.Jimmy had. I resumed licking her vagina and clitoris. While I was deeply absorbedin Miriam's vagina and she had been letting out almost a continuousmoaning sound, the phone rang. From where Miriam was lying, she was ableto reach out an arm and pick up the phone from the end table.While I licked her, I heard her say, "Hi Lillian! So great to hear fromyou."I stopped what I was doing and looked up at Miriam who was listening towhat was being said by my mom. She laughed slightly and said, "I'm gladto hear.