" Too much what?" Heroin," whispered Edie's cute Japanese lesbian lover."Oh shit. Where are you?" I don't know," she bawled. After a sniffle she said,... "Just a second." Indirectly Phil heard Myra yell, "What's the fucking address! Tell me!" She returned to the phone. "212 East Tenth Street." Apartment?" Just a second." The phone again banged down. A second later, Myra told him, "5. It's on the second floor." Good. Anybody there that can help you?" They're all fucking lying there completely. I continued to go back to his house and to the marina where he could often be found fishing after work for weeks. We laughed and joked for hours every day and then one night something about him changed to me, he was no longer the older manI flirted with but he was the man I found myself thinking and smiling about when not with. We always stayed in the yard, him in his truck and I in my car parked side by side talking and joking until it was time for me to leave for home. That night as I left. I take your cock into my hand and stroke it. You grow more and I am amazed at how good you feel in my hand. I lightly rub my 36C breasts across your chest. My nipples are hard and are begging for your attention. But you are fast asleep. I settle down between your legs and blow a small puff of air on your cock and you groan. I then take you into my mouth and enjoy the velvety feel of your dick. My hair forms a veil and hides my actions. You drag your fingers through my hair and tuck the strands. The nurse screamed and thoughtlessly tried to move from the snuffling snouts. The doctor shrieked with the pain and suddenly his head dropped. The noise stopped immediately. The Siamese Knot tightened. The arms and legs of the three in the knot, fighting for freedom had strangled him. Struggling, the two women, with their wails of agony cut short, died with him. Guards poured molasses over the motionless bodies. Two boars, their sows and piglets rushed into the pen to feed. Emotionless Peter.