Everything was perfect. Everything except the colors, which was what tipped me off that this was a dream. The picnic table looked burnt orange instead...of fire engine red, the barbeque grill and outdoor kitchen area looked gray instead of midnight black, the Don Juan roses were pink instead of deep dark red. It was the sky that was the most obvious, though.For over twenty-five years, Laura and I had enjoyed evening coffee on the back patio while watching the show Mother Nature put on as the sun. The metallic taste in my mouth was making me ill. Add to that the disturbing coppery smell of the blood that's all over the front seat and is already soaking through the seat of my pants and I'm quickly growing very queasy.I almost had to get out and vomit again. There was blood and brain matter spattered around the quarter sized hole in the driver's window. I hit the switches to lower all the windows. That only helped a little.The culvert in which the SUV came to a stop wasn't deep or muddy. I. Meri chut ko dekh kar bola saloni tum toh kamal ki ho rani aaj tumko chod kar pane lund ki pyas bujhaung bht din sirf teri yaad me muth maar maar kar kaam chalya hai, wo bina kuch puche meri chut chaatne lag gaya aur puri jeebh meri chut me daal di aur 3-4 din se meri chut me kuch gaya tha to mujhe achha lag raha tha aur main moan kar rahi thiFir wo khada hua aur meri chut pe apna land staya aur ek hi jatake me usne undar daal diya, mujhe lund ki pyaas thi isliye har dard manjur tha, wo mujhe. So we decided that we would limit our time here to two months, maximum." TWO MONTHS???" I shouted. "ARE YOU INSANE? Really? Are you all verifiably INSANE?" Mr. Michaels, don't you want to be with us?" Zoe asked."It's not that..." I thought you were enjoying yourself, finally?" asked Kristen."I know what he's saying," Janice said, coldly. "He's saying that it's okay to fuck us for one week, but that two months is too inconvenient." I haven't wanted to do any of this! I tried to get out of it. I.