She pulled the soggy burger from it's foggy cellophane. After one bit, she knew this dinner would take some work to get down. She took another bite, and immediately washed it down with her drink. It was terrible! She continued this ritual for another few bites. The burger was so bad that it made her screwdriver taste bad. She decided she couldn't have that happening. She opened her second screw, and glanced over at the boy. He was looking, all right. She gave him little flirtatious smile. Oh, Sera, you dog! She laughed. She continued to slug her drink. She cracked her third much quicker. This time she looked at the boy again. He was fidgeting to look calm, making himself look much too nervous. She blew a kiss his way. She was having fun. That little twerp probably had a hard on already, she laughed. The drink had reached its end. Maybe it was the lack of sleep, or three drinks in fifteen minutes, but she couldn't resist the temptation. She unbuttoned the top button on her jersey, and stood up. She walked like a cat past the boy, adding a wink to her repertoire. The kid was sweating. She scaled the steps back down to the cafeteria. She walked back over to "her" cooler. She reached in and extracted two beers and two margarita-in-a-cans. The lady at the cash register was not nearly as friendly as the last man, and even requested to see her (fake) I.D. With that taken care of, she unbuttoned yet another button, so her shirt was now more than half off. She climbed the stairs. When she appeared again in the "sunshine" room, she headed directly to the boy. As she neared, she saw his eyes widen. He looked around to see where she was actually going. She walked directly to his table. When she arrived, she bent down over the whole table, nearing the boy's face. The way she was positioned, it was impossible not to look her shirt. She wanted to give the boy a view. Not just the kind of secret glance you sometimes get, but a real one. She dared him not to look. Past her overflowing cups of her black bra, all the way down to her stomach. She watched his eyes. They looked, and then shot up to her own, as if he never did. She watched this person squirm in front of her. She felt powerful. "Let's go." she whispered. "M..M..Me?" the kid barely spoke. Sera grabbed him by his shirt and led him from the cabin. She pulled him like a little puppy into the girls' bathroom. There she locked the door, and gave him a blowjob he would remember for the rest of his life, even fifty years from now. As soon as the young lad was...finished. They exited the bathroom. An angry looking lady was standing there waiting for use of the bathroom. It would have been hard to explain, had they even tried. They walked right past her, back into the dining car. They sat at Sera's table, where her sweater still lie. The boy declined a beer. Sera wondered to his real age. She then wondered if she had doomed him. "So, where you headed?" Sera asked, opening a beer. "Going down to Florida with my mom, to see my dad." he replied, "How 'bout you? What are you doing?" Sera thought a minute, and said, "You see, I'm the angel of death. Yep, and I'm trying to outrun my destiny, I believe." "Cool!" the boy said. "Yup, cool." Sera replied, and continued drinking her beer. She finished the beer, and opened the other one. "I gotta go now, but ,hey, good luck, and...uh..thanks!" the boy grated. "See ya later, sooner or later" Sera replied, and watched over her beer can, as the lad stumbled out of the room. 'I hope he lives to tell his friends in school that story!' she giggled. Finishing the beer, she grabbed the little cans and headed back to "her" cabin. As she sat down and leaned back, she noticed the old man wasn't snoring anymore. She opened her margarita and lifted it above her, towards the top bunk and toasted the man, and his life. She was starting to feel different about life and death now, and it wasn't the booze. The train started slowing to a stop. Sera grabbed her bags, and exited the cabin. She didn't even consider looking at the man; she knew where he was. ***END OF PART NINE***