Could Death be trying for a double-header? Could Death thwart the universe and take us both, and balance the scales somehow?How does one fight Death?W...th no apparent answers I fell back on what I knew.First things first.After carefully sliding out of bed without disturbing Abby, I hopped on my laptop and began to check for my old emergency accounts. Wonder of wonders ... I found several of them right where I’d left them. Instead of one-hundred and fifty million dollars, I now had a lot more.. No man has the right to do that to a woman, my sister or not," I said before going through to my small kitchen to see what I could do for supper.Ten minutes later I returned to the bathroom to make sure Frances was OK and to make sure all the scrapes and cuts were cleaned up before carefully lifting her from the bath to towel her down. I then took her back to the bedroom and got her into an old top of mine and some tracksuit bottoms. Leaving her sitting propped up with pillows I brought a tray. Isabella wanted to make Paula cum but she knew it wasn’t time just yet. She continued playing with Paula’s clit using her tongue as she ran a finger lower and traced a circle around the opening to her soaking wet pussy. She pushed a finger slowly in and smiled slightly as Paula arched her back a bit more. She pulled her finger back and let another join it before pressing back inside. Paula moaned a little louder and arched her back a bit more this time. Isabella pulled her fingers back again. There was no doubting his good looks or his physique. He possessed the kind of body that Mathew spent hours and an absolute fortune on a Personal Trainer in the quest to acquire. The thought of Mathew brought a tightening to her heart, a lowering still further of her depleted spirits. Mentally she tried to pull herself together while struggling to kill a small insistent voice in her head that whispered she must look a sight with her chapped and broken nails and uncombed hair, surely the roots.