"What the fuck? How could they have done this?" he wondered. Hisfingernails were colored a rich shade of red and extended at least ?"pasthis fingertip...s. "How am I going to do anything with these nails?" hescreamed.Realizing that his anger wasn't helping him he decided he needed a plan.First he needed to get out of the clothes he had on and find his own.Second, he needed to get out of wherever he was and find out who did thisto him. "First things first," he mumbled reaching for the ankle strap. It’s so cosmic.” “I can’t believe I wrote it either,” he said. “This is all new to me. I never thought about the stars, or the universe, or nature and my spirit.” “What do you mean?” she asked, puzzled. “You wouldn’t have liked me if you knew me last year. You would have thought I was a worthless scumbag.” “Really? Why, what do you mean?” He looked away before turning his eyes back to Emily. “I was a mess. I drank a lot. Smoked two packs of cigarettes a day, ate the slop at the fast food. He was the first one to fuck me. And he fucked me. No-one has fucked me harder. But I haven’t had a lot of cock since then. In fact, just the one more. Both men who’ve been inside me have praised my tight cunt. “Tight Asian cunt” was the mantra of my first lover as he ploughed my virgin pussy again and again. In fact, we won’t go into that right now either. I begin my story with the first cock that I touched and saw, in fact. In the flesh. With my own eyes. And I grabbed it with own hands.. "Junior opened a small door in the bubble and Mr. Williams stepped through. His head exploded. The body dropped in the opening. From a car down the street an RPG fired but the door was already shut. The RPG hit so softly or the bubble absorbed the energy so gently that it didn't explode. It slid down the side of the bubble and laid on the ground in the snow steaming.Junior popped a bubble over the car and filled it with nothing. No air, no light, no sound. The engine died as did the occupants..