Occasionally I staggered over to the screen to look at that diabolical little prompt. It was still blinking away. Finally, I smashed the monitor with ...y last bottle of Irish.Then Bargaining: I woke up lying on the floor covered in vomit and little pieces of plastic. I took my wasted body out to the local Best-Buy, and bought a top of the line system. I wanted all the compute power I could get; because I had made a deal with God and every proxy server that Biff had ever hopped through. I would. I'm afraid that I'll be too nervous with someone I don't know that well." But Mary, we're friends. Very good friends as far as I'm concerned. I don't know that I could even do that with you. I've only ever thought of you as a dear friend." Okay, I understand your hesitation. And I agree, we are excellent friends. But how about you stop by the house tonight after dinner for a nightcap, and we continue our talk. I really need your help with this, even if it's just through conversing." That. "Okay. Kiss me."She kissed me. I turned to Jen. "Did she ORDER you to do this?"Giggly Jen. "Oh, no, I told her that I thought you were a good-looking guy. That if I wasn't involved with Laci, I'd entertain the thought." She looked at Kim. "Can I kiss 'im now?"Kim nodded, grinning. Jen said, "Tim, Kim told me how you feel about casual sex. This is not casual to me. You're marrying my own flesh and blood. Okay?" Okay," I said. And kissed her. And it was quite pleasant. I reached a hand up to. She climbed into the water with a slight hiss as the almost too hot water swirled around bruises and bumps and cuts making them sting, then laid back with a sigh and closed her eyes.She could feel herself drifting, enjoying the heavenly gardenia scented steam rising from the water. Her pain sliding into numbness as she floated.The big bore of the gun was pointed at her, black and ominous. She couldn't escape it, no matter which way she turned, it was there. She could see the finger tightening.
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