I took a quick, tepid shower in Ronnie's kitchen, looking down at my body, amazed that it felt so strong and contented. It had been a strange coupling..., with Martha and Ronnie. I realized, as Martha had said, that had this happened earlier I would have been shocked senseless. But now I felt possessed by a sensual charge that left me giddy. Something primal seemed to flitter in my chest and balls. I wanted more.I was lounging in the bed when Ronnie came out of the bathroom, a big smile on her. It was breathtaking. All that happened like 100yards next to a street with cars passing by. After some minutes of pure joy she asked me with a naughty expression on her face: "will you fuck me, pretty please?" I focused my thoughts, smiled about her girlieness and of course said: "Sure my little baby, right here?" Well, she knew the area, put my dick back into my trousers as good as possible and took my hand. "Let’s take your car, I know where." I couldn't believe really how nice and easy. ‘Was that all you had?’ she asked.‘I wasn’t focused,’ he said.‘And now you are?’‘Yes.’‘Okay, let’s go then.’This time he didn’t think of anything else than the challenge here on this meadow. Fully awake now he focused on her catlike body and when she moved to her left, he came forward and attacked her. He grabbed her arm and put his left leg behind her. It was a good move and normally his opponent would have been in trouble, but somehow Louise turned away from him, so quickly and smoothly that. There she was, not five feet away lying in bed. She chewed her lip when she saw the damp stain on her beautiful dress. It took her a few moments to realize that she wasn't actually lying on the bed, but looking at herself lying on the bed. She seemed to be floating above the bed a little bit, and off to the right. She was flying, and the pain was gone.She was dead.And she'd peed herself.There were other people in the room. In the corner her mother was sobbing into her father's chest. The town.