All that fills my eyes is white light. Snow

All that fills my eyes is white light. Snow and sun. The dogs know where we're going but my body no longer has a sense of direction. The shadowless world makes me feel like

I'm the only one left on the planet, which of course I am. The others died off in some freak biological accident. Flu vaccines mutated and gave rise to a strain so virulent, dogs

stopped licking themselves in the living room every time we have company. That was the one good thing about this

Mormon couple. They had manners.

I should have known form the sign on the door to her room that read "Going Up and Going Down" that there was a hidden meaning. I paid the madame, and

walked through the beaded curtain. The conjoined twins lay on the bed, a he/she pair that promised delight and horror. It would be worth every penny just to be able to

coax them to the age of puberty, but at the moment they were a rather sickly pair. Jenny and Jonny faced eachother and were connected just above the groin.

The super glue had done a superb job. Too bad it had been labeled "K Y Intense." The most embarrassing thing was the fact that he missed with his first and last pelvic thrust. Noon

was way too early to wake up after an experience like that so he rolled over and went back to sleep. He'd need the rest for tonight's shenanigans.