According to this, I was dead. I sat on the bed to keep from falling. "Peggy, you are crazy! How the hell did you manage this?" "It's not actually ver... difficult when you work in a hospital." She handed me another sheet of paper. "Here is a copy of your death certificate. You can keep it if you like. I've got several copies. As you can see in the newspaper article, you were cremated and only close family members were there, meaning just me. Your law partner insisted on having a little memorial. Then I got the soles of both feet, one at a time. Jill was hesitant about letting me work on her feet. I took care to massage, not tickle them. After I got into it she commented on how good they felt.I moved back up and laid my hands on her butt."I wondered when you'd get to that." I can skip it if you want." No, I'm just kidding."It wasn't cramped up or anything but I think we both enjoyed it. I worked on it as I had her back, working out from the crevasse in the center.I could have gone on. After what seems an eternity to my now free member of bucking against her equally desperate hips she rolls me onto my back and climbs on top.Like a good conductor she is ready to perform her beautiful melody on my body sending me into bliss. She starts by causing pain scratching away at my chest hard enough to know she’ll receive revenge later something she’s counting on.With her now fully in control she finally gives in and soothes me with a kiss on her sweet lips as she tilts my head to the. “Here,” she said, handing him a mug, then taking the bagel out. “This evening, I want to go out to eat somewhere very nice.”“Sounds like a good plan.”Gao Baozhai’s home was on the fortieth floor of a building, and situated to give a stunning view of the bay, and Oakland beyond.The door was opened by a naked man wearing a plain white porcelain mask covering his entire face, except for one eye.Without speaking, he led them through the foyer, and down a hall, to a room where another naked man.