We combined the date and the place well, we arranged to go to a bar, so that we could drink and talk.On the day of the meeting, I was a little discour...ged, perhaps resentful of having to meet her boyfriend and without any pretension that anything could happen, but I went.Arriving at the bar they were already seated, I greeted her first, with a quick hug and then I shook hands with her boyfriend. We spent a lot of time talking, telling each other and everything, it was very pleasant, I ended up. I was in college and had your typical frat guy boyfriend. His name was Joe and, on the outside, he was the guy’s guy, beer drinking, telling jokes, life of the party who also had a sensitive, loving, caring side of him. We met at one of those get-together type socials and he was a couple of years older than me. We were instantly attracted to each other and after nine months things were getting really serious. He always fucked me pretty hard but nothing really rough like I grew to enjoy later on. Fran proved to be someone special when she came to the cockpit and handed Janet a Glock of some kind. She said, “I saw the man with it, and I made sure the gun was in my hand instead of his holster when the plane lurched. I think that we should give it back when we reach California, but it’s ours until then.”Janet was tickled that Fran was worldly enough to recognize the gun and slick enough to pick the guy’s pocket, or his holster in this case.I took the gun, pulled the magazine out, and. Her delusions were getting stronger. ‘Sam!’ she suddenly called out. ‘I’m here,’ I said, moving my hand from her lifeless palm to her forehead. ‘You will do it?’ she pleaded again. ‘Yes,’ I lied. ‘Then know, I love you for it. I love…’ Silence followed. Her eyes never closed when the breathing stopped. Damn tears. I pushed more of her hair away from her face. I couldn’t stop the flood. I scooted back out the window, pulling the stinking baby out with me. I placed her in her car seat and.