The Second Baby"You should have told me what you needed, Meg."Sam's rummaging through his present, a new Vetelli leather toiletry case. He examines the straps and buckles. I've fortified the contents with all sorts of goodies; a Bevel shave...

"How long do we have to do this?"I'm cuffing his wrist to the bedpost as I sit on his naked chest. "As long as it takes, baby." I reach for his other arm, slide on another handcuff, ratchet it...

  If I were to  Drop dead Tomorrow.   Will anyone Remember  In sorrow?   Would it  Even make A difference?   Does it matter? Or am too insignificance?    Would anyone  Even Notice I was gone?   Will they Remember  The song.   I lived Or the words I sang?   I lived  As if there Was no tomorrow.    All the Words I wrote  Are all so hollow.   I tried to leave An ink...