Even when she and Tim had been down and out they managed to party and live the big life to satisfy that part of her needs. It was the sex that was sli...ghtly lacking in this marriage. She smiled to herself and almost giggled when she thought of the three times she had managed to get some really great sex outside her marriage. She did not allow herself to do that often though because she was afraid Tim would find out and divorce her. He could not afford to have a cheating wife and make a. I knew that she was only a couple of decimal points behind Hannah Mills in the race for valedictorian. Hell, Lisa was nearly a quarter of a point ahead of me. I didn't think many of our classmates realized exactly how smart Lisa really is. Maybe it was the bottle blonde hair. Whatever it was, the act was a good one.I glanced through the paper, knowing even before I started reading it that it was probably better than mine. After reading just the first paragraph, I knew I was wrong: it wasn't. "Hi there," he said as they entered the room.Jason and Stan shook hands. Mandy hugged Stan and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Then everyone sat down."I'll cut to the chase," said Stan. "Bob had covered many an obituary assignment and knew that things can happen out of the blue. Right after he and Mandy were married we talked about what might happen if he died."Mandy, Bob wanted to make sure you were taken care of and Jason, he wanted to make sure you were OK too."First, he wrote each of you. “STOP! Close your eyes and do not open them till your mistress commands you to do so!” “Wh, wh, what, who, what do you mean?” the man stammered a sense of shock descending on him. “That is going to cost you dearly, slave ,” the cool voice purred , “ Now close your fucking eyes or you will really suffer, you shit!” The man closed his eyes and staggered the last few steps to the top of the stairs. Suddenly a soft cloth covered his eyes and involuntarily his hands came up to push the strange thing.