’ At first, the altered word didn’t register. ‘Okay, I’ll try to be patient. I’ll wait for you.’ ‘No, Silly,’ said Hannah. ‘Get nake... with me.’ Out loud, he said, ‘What?’ Then typed, ‘I don’t know what you mean.’ ‘Do you have a digital camera? Can you put pictures on the computer?’ Suddenly, Tom’s mouth went dry. What she was requesting filtered through the beer fog. ‘No, I don’t have a camera.’ A frowning emoticon appeared. ‘I wish you did. I feel like you belong to me, and I want something to. There is no hell as you suppose, nor heaven that people talk about. ‘These things you fear—disease, banishment, violence—none of them matter to the dead. All of the worries, all of the torments, all of the frivolities of life vanish once one dies. Look upon my bones, and tell me. Was I wealthy? Was I impoverished? Was I beautiful? Was I hideous? Was I loved or was I despised? Was I an emperor or was I a slave? No such distinctions matter after death. In death all of us are equal. ‘You speak of. My juices flowed and my head spun. Josh was always able to make me love being fucked. He groaned and I felt his prick expand and then pulse several times as he pressed hard and deep into me and filled me to overflowing with his wonderful man sauce. Finally he collapsed onto me but slowly kept sliding his spent shaft in and out. His cum was dripping out of my well satisfied cunt. It felt nice to come down slowly. I put my hands on his ass and held him tight to me. Dont take it out yet. I want to. And those goons with that boy Angelo have guns. Shit, Angelo must have one too. If I pull out a gun they'll shoot me. Don't be stupid. That's not the answer.I headed home, driving slowly, sulking. There was nowhere else to go.The temperature was in the low-100s, mild for the Arizona desert in June. As a New Yorker, I had been skeptical of the "but it's a dry heat" claim. But back then, I wanted nothing more than to escape a bad marriage. So the position at Arizona State University enticed me to.