the widow of the widow... My deceased drinker, who loved alcoholic beverages, tortured me and my deceased people overdrinking alcoholic drinks so much that I understood it as incongruity but had sex with them.
He didn’t need a funeral in his later years, and he last said that he would be happy if you were to smile with him. He sighed at the end of his life as he was drinking with his fellow drinkers who had been murdered by him. And then he got sexually harmed by an exhaustive torturemaker, but my body reacted and I was unhappy about it before my husband’s grave.