55+Fiction+Masturzo

The room smelt of cigarettes and alcohol. When I walked in I saw her eyes, a chilling blue. The strap of her dress hung slightly off her shoulder. There were red spots, like wine splattered on the floor. I remember… “What.” “Oh, time of death was 11:23 P.M.” This job kills me. Ironic isn’t it?
 * The Motel Room**

“I can’t wait to get home I’m so tired.” “Me too, but you have to admit it was a lot of fun.” “Oh yeah, it was great.” It happened in the blink of an eye. The car flipped all they saw was the drunk driver’s headlights. The medics pronounced the just married couple DOA.
 * Long Drives**

My lover and I walk hand in hand to the retreating ocean. We stood in the wet sand locked in each others warm embrace just waiting for our inevitable end. When the thunderous wave arrived and swallowed us whole. My lover and I locked in deaths cold embrace. Together forever.
 * The Beach**