. and want to have dinner... just, you know, call me. Heh heh."She felt like shit. At least you could smile at me, Deshona. I love you. You know I lov...e you. You even said you love me too. Laura began to feel hot tears welling up in the bottoms of her eyes, and she quickly blinked them away.Deshona packed up her slides and left without a further word, hobbling out on her crutches, not looking back. Laura felt a horrible emptiness in her stomach and realized that she was crying silently anyway,. “Julie told me about nine or nine thirty.” Bill replied.“I know what,” said Tim, “I’ll get a bottle of Champagne, and we can celebrate.”“A bottle won’t go far with eight of us”, said Tom.“OK” said Tim, “we’ll all take a bottle. I’ll ring Sue and tell her to organise it. We can have it in our chalet, but the girls will have to bring the glasses from their rooms.”“Don’t forget to tell her about the bloody tanning suits.” Bill growled.Robert looked at his watch it was 7:50, “Well chaps, I’m away. “I so need this after the day we had.”“Yeah, I bet you do, sister dear,” I grinned, kneeling by her face, my cock thrusting at her. “All that stress of the chase needs relieving.”“So much stress,” she moaned. She licked her lips, blue eyes focusing on my hard cock.“Hungry for something?”“Always, brother mine,” she whimpered.I brought my cock close to her mouth, feeding it to her. She opened wide, engulfing my dick and sucking her juices off. I savored the incestuous love, her tongue dancing. I’d gotten a small raise the week before and I was celebrating drinking Heineken, how high tone is that!“Ready for one more?” she said.“Yeah,” I said. She smiled“That guy down the bar says it’s on him,” she said. I turned to see who she was talking about; it was the guy in the t-shirt; the only guy in a t-shirt anywhere to be seen. Well, it was almost midnight. I gave him a look and smiled. Lily returned with the beer, and the man decided to come on down and confab with me.“Heineken, good.