." Oh, 'make' definitely!" Adeola giggles."But seriously," Lauren says. "You never... You never stopped to thinkabout what might happen if the video I...SN'T a hit?" My uncle's the best publicist in the country," Adeola saysconfidently. "You could've got a 4 year old to draw the video incrayon and he'd still have made it a hit. We ARE gonna be famous, youmark my words." And I can't think of four girls I'd rather share my fame with," Beccasays with a genuine-looking smile.Kayla, Lauren and I arrive. Better to die with them then suffer their loss. The storm showed no pity whatsoever. The boat headed in a completely different direction. The girls were not quite together, but were within sight of each other.As was her karma, Karen's mental alertness and competence manifested itself when the last thing she did, before plunging into the raging sea, was to grab the cord that released the raft and safety gear into the water.It wasn't really to close to them, but they had to find it or they would. The others didn't last very long but the kinky ones and I had our fun. As it was such a white area there were very few black men around but when we found one my girlfriends would immediately want to fuck them. Quite a few times they got lucky and were able to experience it.As the years went by I tired of the place and moved to a different state. New friends, new experiences and good times were had. There was a much larger racial makeup in my new home.However, one morning I found myself single. My first one was low, but the second one was better. I was still too slow to keep him from getting one more round off. The lights went out pretty quick after that. I figured I was dying, but didn't care all that much. I worried about my dogs, though.I woke up staring at a blindingly white tile ceiling. If that hadn't tipped me off, the rails on the bed sure did. All the beeping and shit was probably what woke me up. There were tubes everywhere, and machines galore. It couldn't have been more.