She put her hands on his hips, slowly pulling her mouth back, licking at his shaft, tasting him, her lips stopped at the underside of his head, tongue... swirling tasting his thick precum which was flowing freely now. He thrust again this time straight to the back of her throat, her spit now having sufficiently lubed his length. He fucked her mouth intently, her own hands now pulling up her top to expose her breasts. One of her hands disappearing down her leggings to feel her wet centre. She began. Virginia offered she was an only child and her parents were both dead. They had died in the Twin Tower tragedy of 9/11. Virginia had moved to Dallas to get away from the memories.I turned to Suzie next. She looked troubled. Her lip was quivering and there was a tear in her eye. I waited. Virginia put her arms around Suzie and kissed her smack dab on her lips. She nuzzled and petted and stroked Suzie until she calmed down. She started to tell me her story."When I was 14, my older brother Larry. A ray of sun reflected off a glass skyscraper, and illuminated the white snow on the ground ... funny what you notice even in a black mood.After twenty more minutes of an introspective cab ride I finally arrived.I had completely forgotten that I would have to do a walk of shame past Paul. As I approached the door his grinning face was there to remind me. In fact, as he bit his lip, I had the distinct impression that he was trying to refrain from laughing..."Mornin' John, I'm surprised you can. Mostly I just drank water and cried it back out.Finally, one day I heard a different, more hesitant, tap on the door. It didn't sound like Ron's mom."Jan, can I come in?"My heart lurched. It was poor Pete. I didn't want to see him, but I didn't want to make him unhappy, either."Yes, Pete, you can come in." Mom said you were sick, and I didn't want to get sick, so I didn't come." It's OK, you can't get sick from what I have." I know. I asked Mom, and she told me."I could tell from his voice that.