The funeral ended, and we walked out of the crematorium, nodding at the people we knew, and me doing some unabashed staring at the people we didn’t.... One women of the four I didn’t know caught my eye, smiled at me, and I could see her turn to the people she was with, murmur something to them and then break away to come towards us. Jo had seen her too, and stopped. The woman approached us and said, ‘Mr. Tramell? Might I bother you for a moment? You must be Jo Tramell, yes?’ Jo glanced at me and. "And a few other things," she said."She let me burn a joint in here," Susan said. "Some of the good shit too. I'm flyin higher than you were."Brett laughed a little. "I'm glad you're feeling okay, Suse," he said, reaching down and giving her good hand a squeeze. "I'm sorry you had to get shot up to have it happen." Fuckin bullet just came flyin in there," Susan said. "Boom, and next thing I know, I'm bleeding all over the damn place. Some soldier I am." It's not your fault you got hit," Brett. "What the hell's going on?" She asked.After a brief explanation, Jamie sat there in silence. She then suddenly covered her face with her hands, and hung her head down low. "I'm going to die of embarrassment." She complained. "Jamie, look up." She heard, and was a little surprised, when Noah shined a penlight in her face. "What are you doing?" She asked, and Noah stayed quiet, before standing up again. "She seems to be fine physically." He said, and shrugged. "Did you have some sort of. . You slip the remote controls into your pocket. You the tie a rope tightly around my waist knotting it against my clit, wrapping it up tight between my pussy lips and through my ass and tying it to the waist rope. You then drop my skirt back down, tap my ass and say come on let's go. You grab my hand, and drive me to the nurses office where we get tested, your hand keeps slipping into your pocket and flicking the vibrator on and off, keeping me constantly aroused... Making sure that I am.