If that was the case I'd wait until she had left the house then slip downstairs and turn on the computer spending some quality time alone with 'the la...dies' as I used to call them. In my horny state it wouldn't take too long to stroke myself to a very happy ending; usually imagining sniffing their panties and tonguing their moist fannies - but I digress!Most times she was home and in bed. I could see her face in the mirrored wardrobe doors and I knew she was watching me undress and I could see. It'd justbring up uncomfortable questions.Something isn't right. It's noon, and I don't think Elvis had emerald greeneyes. Well, I didn't either. I do now. I watched them change in the mirror,from sky blue to emerald green in maybe a minute or two. I need a cigarette.I tap a Capri 120 from its pack and place it in my now-soft and lusciousmouth. I go to light it up, but an ache in my fingers gets my attention.My nails are growing longer. I suppose I should be concerned, but for somereason I just. The angels must have been watching over us because we all arrived in one piece. The moment I walked into the funeral home, I could feel a strange heaviness in the air. This caused me to run into the bathroom in order to compose myself. I took a few deep breaths and splashed water onto my face. ‘Get a hold of yourself,’ I said. I almost wished that I had not come. I know it was my cousin but all of the sorrow coupled with my own was already beginning to overwhelm me. As the day rolled on, I. I was in a sunny, slightly breezy world. "Alice do you want more tea?" "No Mr. Rabbit. I'm fine, but thanks anyways." "You were always such a sweet little girl Alice." said Mr. Rabbit. "Aw tha-" Thump thump thump. "Mr. Rabbit did you hear that?" Thump thump thump. "What?" Thump thump. "That!" "I'm sorry Alice I don't know what you are talking about." It kind of sounded like- no they couldnt be home already. Suddenly I felt a pair of eyes staring at me and my wonderful world and Mr..