"Can we at least prolong her dayssomehow?" Oh, my children", he murmured, "I have dedicated my life to healing andwhatever gifts in that cause I have ...possessed have been shared with you.Now I must retire. I have nothing left to share, except my fond, myfondest, my most loving regard for you two."All had then been said.Dot came one day to Dorothea as they tended their flowers in the summerheat: "Do you love me?" Yes, I do, and have shown as well as I may." You have given everything to me and I. The story said that a deliveryman on a motorbike, next to our school, will die in gruesome fashion, be run over by a semitruck.Aghast, I couldn’t read past the opening paragraph and clicked off my phone, popped a handful of pills and drifted off...Sure enough, the next day, walking back from class, I witnessed the aftermath, the carnage, the young deliveryman’s body split in two halves. I’d seen plenty of gore on TV, movies, in video games, but seeing it firsthand would be forever etched into. She smiled as I sighed, the two of us lying on our sides while she jerked me, her soft hand sliding quickly up and down my stiff erection. After stroking my cock for about half a minute, Abby slid under the covers, causing my heart to leap as I prepared for the next level of pleasure. For the next few minutes, she sucked my cock, which she continued to hold at the base. I lifted the covers so I could look in and make eye contact with my favorite employee while her head bobbed up and down, her. He ran up to me and walked beside me, I blushed a bit but looked the other direction until it went away. We made it to the cafeteria and got our trays, finding a empty table and sat together (next to each other) we've gotten breakfast pizza and orange juice. I took a bite out of mine, looking over to him to see him already halfway eaten his pizza, I giggled as I swallowed what I chewed up and laid my pizza downMe: Hah, hungry? Him: Heh yeah, sorry.Me: Don't be sorry, its good foodWe both.