”Their names struck me and suddenly I had memories of other ladies with their same names. Linda just smiled at me in a coy kind of way. “Why we ha...ve come here is to tell you your time now, here, is almost up. You will have little time left to make any arrangements before you transition.” I just looked at them wide eyed. The term transition had meaning for me.At willfully trying to conjure up disbelief in them I was failing. I wanted everything to suddenly revert back to what it was seconds ago,. As he turned, he noticed the radio against the wall. Quickly, he kneeled down and started fiddling with the knobs. It crackled and hissed, then the voice of a news anchor filled the small basement.“-the devastation is tremendous. Entire neighborhoods have been reduced to ruble. Historians are calling it the worst earthquake in California history. We are broadcasting from another building due to our home station building collapsing. Many people are either dead or missing, the numbers are still. ”“Would you like to make slow, passionate love to me?”“Indubitably!”January 24, 1984, McKinley, Ohio“Hi, Mikey!” Liz exclaimed when I answered the phone on Tuesday evening.“Hi, Lizzy! What’s up?”“I just wanted to call and say ‘Hi’, see how you were doing, and pass a message from Maggie.”“What’s the message?”“That she misses you and hopes she can see you before Spring Break in March.”“Remember I’m going to Gettysburg with Jocelyn and Clarissa.”“One room?” Liz teased.“Give me a break!” I. 'At least it's Friday afternoon' he thought to himself. His parents were away for the weekend so he had the house to himself. No major parties were gonna happen, just chill out and relax. He had driven to school today so he didn't have to rush for a good seat. He began looking around the classroom to see if anything exciting would catch his eye. Grace sat across from him eyes fixed on the poem, she was wearing a short skirt. His gaze shifted to Hannah. Hannah's massive tits pushed her white.