I moved my tongue slowly onto her neck and started kissing and sucking her there and went on to her back. I did not leave any spot on her body without...touching it with my mouth. I then felt it was already late for me and that is when she pulled my face onto hers and for the first time in my life, I had the kiss of the century!!! None of us were interested to break the lip lock and our tongues started playing with each other; oh what a BLISS!!! I embraced her so tight that we could know the fire. She trusted him. As he gets to the end of the board, fully clothed, he whispers,’ Shay Shay….’ She makes eye contact with him just to see a smile on his face that followed with a rush of water. He had stepped off the diving board with her in his arms. She began to kick and head for the surface of the water. The thought running through her mind….’ he got me again…’ She could hear his laughter before she was out of the water. She came up treading water, spewing and spitting and trying to swallow. To quote Gizmo, ‘bright light, bright light’. This light was daylight. I was on my side facing directly at the windows. The curtains had been left open.Where was I?I didn’t recognize any of what little of the room I saw. Far too gaudy and modern for my taste or my wife’s for that matter. Chrome, gold and white.What do I last remember?The wedding reception, Karla’s best friend had married for the third time and we had been there to help her and the ‘lucky’ man. It had been a pretty fun night,. Apparently, his paranoia got the better of him and, in a rare moment of lucidity, he decided it was better to get rid of the SLuT than have whoever was chasing him get it."In the e-mail he sent to me, he didn't tell me how he picked you so I don't know that but he packaged the stuff up and mailed it off to you on Sunday, December tenth. He then continued running, believing his life was in mortal peril. Apparently his delusions were too fast for him though. He committed suicide in a small motel.