It seemed to adjust so that it fit perfectly. It was neither too tight, nor too loose. I twisted it, and pulled it back off. I got the same shock as w...en I had put it on. I then put it back in place on my finger. I decided that I would leave it there.I called Mom to see where she was, so we could discuss what I found out. She said she would be right up, and we could talk privately.Mom knocked on my door and I called, "Enter."We sat at my desk and I showed Mom the ring, the box and the two. It had been difficult enough to make the final details of the funeral arrangements that morning. Jenna felt so helpless seeing her best friend, her lover, and her longtime companion lying there so still and so quiet, as if she was sleeping. Yet, she was glad that she was finally at peace. Jenna stayed home for months before venturing out on the streets of Boston again. Haunted by the memory of Ruth, having grown uncomfortable staying in that big and empty house without her, she regularly fled. No one, no man, no woman, not even Stephanie herself, had ever caressed her clitoris and the emotions that she were pent up inside her fought for release. She didn't stop him, she didn't grab his hand, she simply moaned. Stephanie had never, ever felt anything so wonderful in her entire life. But when Kyle tried to push her jeans lower down her legs, she grabbed his wrist and told him to just do what he had been doing. Kyle disappointment was immediately evident. He had so much wanted to be. When I turned my head I saw what had to be my hosts. I started to stand up, but made it only a little ways, before I felt the floor rushing up to meet me.The gentlest hand touched my face, and then my chest. When I looked up, I looked straight into the eyes of an angel.She had to be an angel. No earthly woman could look so beautiful. She spoke but I couldn't make out her words and didn't answer, so she tried again. "Can you hear me? Can you hear me?" Cold," was all I could muster. "So cold."My.