#59923 - I looked at her rather short and well-rounded body and several thoughts came to mind, but I contained myself and suggested that my clothing in my bags could be freshened up along with the bed clothes and that would be enough for now. REBOUND 3: Of course, I didn’t really die! What fun would that be to the personage or mechanism that was doing this with me? Maybe, whatever it was, wanted me to fuck-up and then turn me into a salamander or something just as demeaning. So, on a clear and warm spring evening, I gathered my two favorite gals to seats on the porch overlooking our back acre and told them that I had a story for them.