Brock undid her shirt and kissed her again. Reba unzipped his jeans and threw them somewhere, until neither of them had anything on. Brock kissed Reba and she slipped her toungue in his mouth and she was happy.
Reba felt Brock inside of her, but she was scarred, because tommorrow was the day, it was Wednsday, the day Brock died.
The next morning Reba was the first to get up and she went into her bathroom and hopped into the shower.
Reba let the water slide down her slim body, then she felt tight arms around her waist.
Reba gasped and realized it was Brock. "Morning." Brock said kissing her wet shoulder.
"Same to you." Reba laughed. "So today, you got that buisness meeting right?" Reba asked. "Yeah, and I'll be back around 5, or so." Brock said.
"Ok, but remember to keep your cell phone on." Reba said getting out of the shower.
Reba and Brock dressed and walked downstairs. "Ok see you later." Brock said giving her a quick kiss. "Ok see ya." Reba said.
"Ok Reba, you know you can't stop death, but you're gonna have to try." Reba said as she snatched her car keys from the table.
Reba almost overdid the speed limit and she was driving down the highway, when she caught up with Brock at mile marker 82.
(Brock in his car)
"Reba, it's me, I was wanting to.." Brock notices another call is coming in. "Damn it another call." Brock looked at his phone and saw Reba's number.
"Reba?" Brock asked. "Turn around!" Reba yelled. "Why?" "Please!" Reba yelled. "Ok." Brock said. As he turned arund, Brock's car stalled and a huge eighteen wheeler was headed his way.