When they pull up, I go to meet the paramedics. One of them takes a glance at the girl atop the totaled Mustang and shakes his head. They try for a fe... minutes. I play with my ring while Marla’s body jumps from the electricity they surge through it. I know it’s hopeless but they try. They have to try. Finally, the one with the paddles switches off the machine. They bring out a cart with a folded black bag. The one with the paddles shouts to the driver. Marla is officially dead at the scene. I. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Elsa stalked down the hallways of the royal pallace. She was so tired of being the 'evil' sister.Her sister Anna was a young, naive, innocent, but very beutiful, girl. She always seemed to atract the innaproprietly long stares and licking lips. In all the months after Elsa had opened the gates Anna had no less than 26 suiters each one more hadsome than the last.All had been found lacking by Elsa. Each knight, duke, or lord who wanted Anna's. .. how?" Kimberly said through stuttered breath."You only feel the male sensations because 'Bill' is still in theregiving them a place to exist... a context to feel those experiences...Kimberly does not know how to feel like a male... 'Bill' does..."Kimberly's breath slowed."You must reject the old 'Bill' persona... just as we brought Kimberly tothe surface today, you must banish 'Bill'... bury the 'Bill' persona...not allow it forward... as if it had never existed..."Julie let that idea settle. My phone chimes a message. It’s Mark of course. “Hell yes. Where am I going?” I laugh and send him my hotel name and room number. I climb out the tub and dry off. Before I am done the phone sounds again. “On my way.” I get a big grin at this feeling proud of the effect I had on this man. That’s right, Sharon. Sexy as fuck. I decide not to bother with clothes and put on the bathrobe hanging on the door. I go the bedroom and call to order a bottle of wine. Even though I’m feeling confident and.