That's one of the things I learned in Dallas, Laura. If you give everything to your business, it leaves you empty and only half-alive. And that's not ...going to happen around here anymore, believe me."Bill's apology surprised his wife, and she wanted desperately to believe him. But she wanted something more to do with it, too. After all, she had put up with his neglect for a long time, and she should have something to say about it. But she didn't resist as, wordlessly, he took her hand and led. ”Fuck me “ I whispered in his ear as he raised my legs in the air, my pussy open and eager for his cock.He slowly entered me and I gasped as his cock popped inside me and he became mine. He would want this again and again, I knew it. A sexy trans knows better than any female what a man wants and how to dress up for him, never look dowdy in leggings or tracksuits. Always dressed and ready to be fucked any time, any where.He cum again, and I gripped his cock with the muscles in my pussy as his. My old friends were with me once again for our journey to the hereafter.I managed to sit up, and as I sat there I became more circumspect about my situation. This didn't feel like what I expected death to be like. I moved the flashlight around and saw, illuminated in its beam, the entrance foyer of my home, Westervelt Manor. Then the enormity of it hit me. We were back. Seventy years ago, we had been pulled from this spot and put into the bodies of the four poor souls who had succumbed to the. Edna held Missy’s arm as she, with steps limited by the cuffs attached to her ankles, hobbled in after her. As she walked into the room the heat struck her – it was dry and penetrating and she felt herself begin to perspire almost immediately. A long bench stretched across the back of the room. In the middle of the bench was a large trough of water. Missy could see that it was full of ice, and wondered what its purpose was. She was sure that whatever Edna had planned, it wouldn’t be.