My tongue danced in her snatch. I loved her. I savored eating her out.It was a pleasure. A real treat.She humped against me. Her passion echoed throug...h the air. My tongue danced around in her snatch. I loved the taste of her. The wonderful flavor of her snatch. She gasped and moaned, squeezing her thighs about my face.“That’s perfect,” she gasped. “You’re amazing. Oh, yes, yes, this is awesome!”I winked at her as I sucked on her clit. Her moans and gasps echoed through the room. I loved the. I could not keep my hands of Becky and patted my lap for her to come and sit on, she took the hintand Emma did the same for Marc. Trying to be discreet I ran my fingers across her clit finding her tobe moist already. With that she bent to kiss me and whispered into my ear that Emma had licked herout. My thoughts previously had been right she was bi and we were going to have a lot of fun later on.What I did not know is that Emma had told Becky I was bisexual and so was Marc but again. “I’d say that’s as good an explanation as any. Thanks for sharing that with me. And good luck with Miss Wilton on Friday night. She really likes pizza!”“I’m not even going to ask how you know! Thanks Doctor Barton.”“You’re welcome. Call me from time to time and let me know how you’re doing. If you’re ever in Indianapolis, I’ll buy you a Coke.”“A Coke?”“Given what I do, even a beer on Sunday afternoon during the game can mean not being able to operate on someone who needs me. I never, ever. .. so much so that I doubt you'll ever want to leave it again."Wallace remained silent. He knew anything that he could possibly say would be entirely the wrong thing."I need to do this, for her." I muttered, and not for the first or even the one thousandth time. I see lots of dead people in my dreams, but I hoped and I prayed that after today I would never again see her face pleading to me for justice ... or at least revenge. Tori and Phil had both done long tours in the Big Sandbox and knew.