I did a couple things I learned in EMT school on how to wake an u*********s person that a person faking it couldn't take.....and she did......she was ...ut. I went to the kitchen because tonight was going to be really fun.....well......for me at least. That's when I saw the 3 empty wine cooler bottles in the trash......dear, sweet, good little godly s*s-in-law had washed down her meds with 3 wine coolers.....no wonder she wouldn't wake up. Well, I searched the cabinets until I found what I was. They were old, but even at 72 she didn’t feel old. She felt like she was 50 inside. She felt that getting immersed in a community of old people would age her faster than anything. She didn’t want that.Her larder was empty of bread and lunch meat, so a trip to the grocery store was on the agenda for the day. Not driving made shopping difficult. On bad weather days, she took a taxi to and from the supermarket. On good weather days, when she felt energetic, she walked to the supermarket. She never. Was she learning the look from Lavi? “Seriously, you have a plan right?” She asked.“Yep. I looked up how to make no nails planting beds. We need to cut out the tarp, it’ll biodegrade over time, and doing no nails means all eco friendly.” I was pleased with myself.“So, going to cut the boards so they slot into each other?”“Yep.”“Building templates for the cutting?”“That’s the plan.”“So, for the pieces where you need something out of the middle how are you cutting out the perpendicular cut. As he is pulling it out slowly he leans to my ear and says, I knew you were a squitter from the wetness I saw on your leg earlier and I knew I was going to have you tonight. Right then he slams it all into me again. He starts to pull out slowly and this time says, I gave your husband two sleeping pills that I told him were Tylenol and mixed two into your sons coke. So for the next six hours, this pussy is mine. Then he slammed it back onto me again. I let out another huge moan. I was drunk and.