"I'll help." No, I said I'd clean up." You can — later. I don't want to wait any longer to give you your present."He was a little surprised by how e...ager she was. Foregoing her usual care of placing everything in just the right container, she was picking up whatever was close and quickly scooping in food. A few serving bowls even went in with only a topping of cling wrap. He followed her lead even though he knew it was going to drive her crazy later.He started filling containers with water,. ’ I didn’t move a muscle. She had to stop looking at me to avoid arousing suspicion. She swiveled her old-fashioned, wooden chair so that she faced the wall. ‘What do you want, Mr. Watson?’ She’d set herself up again, and I knew I should, but I couldn’t resist. ‘I want you… I want you…’ I paused less for dramatic effect and more this time because my brain stopped functioning. My God she turned so red! She was starting to really look angry… Not quite the fire I was trying to revive, but I’d. This bitch is so fucking great!" Jerry said, "She has the best mouth I have ever had. No ones sucks cock better than this bitch. Wait till she wraps those soft lips of hers around you. Hell, I tried to hold it but she was just too magnificent." I felt Ed moving out from under me and he got up behind me. He asked, "Do you want some more anal, Angel?" I turned my head to look at him and I said, "Does a bear shit in the woods? Is the Pope Polish? Give it to me. Fill me up so I am dripping with cum. Everybody down? No shooters left?" No shooters, Sheriff. It's clear. Nobody left alive to shoot."Barringer jogged to Rhys who was tending Michael. Pads were taped in place on his shoulder and side. Rhys pressed several thick pads against the leg wound, careful not to lift or disturb the fracture."How's he holding up?" Barringer asked, going to his knees beside Rhys."Weak but steady pulse. Bleeding from three gunshot wounds, but nothing immediately life-threatening. Broken leg, a clean shoulder.