“Mr. Cortales, a hospital counselor will be here in a moment to update you on the condition of your daughter. He knows far more than I do. I’m so ...sorry for your loss, sir.”I was going to hear that a lot in the coming days. We sat in the waiting room as minutes dragged on. Waiting.“Mr. and Mrs. Cortales,” a soft voice said. We looked up into the eyes of a brown-haired woman in a casual suit. She looked back through large glasses that made her eyes look unnaturally huge.“Yes.”“I want to tell you. Again on lonely market roads I proposed, again No – reply. God pls. Help me. By this time I had fantasized this women many times.And I wanted her badly, By now I had almost wasted a bucket full of sperms masburating with idea of this lady. For 2nd – 3rd round of masburating if I was not exploding just needed to bring this lady in front and within 2 min it was all over.For a change I started avoiding this lady, and to my surprise found she taking interest in me. While passing by in the market or. “I should hope so! I went out of my way to please you this time! This pussy is yours on tap, after all! Just as it is Eddie’s, also on tap. Fuck any of my holes whenever you wish, Bro!” Becca reassured me as she kissed me very ardently on the lips.That was pretty much what my big sister told him when he proposed to her, so she was definitely consistent. It was also what she told me before, so it was clear that she meant every word of it. She was his fiancee, sure, but also my cumslut. Her sweet. You know this state, the murderer got a slap on the wrist because it was 'only' his second DWI (Driving While Intoxicated), and his lawyer made the judge feel sorry for him. He also had a lot of money to contribute to political campaigns."Anyway, I don't have anybody now!" At this point, Jerry began to cry, and Martha beat the other two of us in hugging him and trying to comfort him.Martha startled us all by saying, "Jerry, you have us. We'll take care of you." That was enough to stop his tears.