He could only hope that on that day in the future, when life left him and his body was interred into the ground, half as many people would view his pa...ssing with sadness.Here was the testimony of Ardt’s greatness. Friends, neighbors and family all gathered together to bid their individual goodbyes. He feared that if he lived to a hundred, he’d not be half the man his second father was. Ardt was truly a great man – and he died far too soon.The guilt came next. He was supposed to have protected. " I charge eighty-five an hour for consultation." Do you prefer cash up front?" he replied, "or would you like to bill me?"The receptionist smiled, bit her lip, and turned to face her boss."I apologize," the architect said. "Would you come this way?"It had been a day for rudeness, but it was the first apology he'd gotten. Scott nodded his agreement and followed her.She led him to a working space. The room was flooded with light from a skylight, and the walls were lined with shelves displaying. "Do you let Stan cum in your mouth?" "I always let Stan finish in my mouth and I swallow everything he gives me." As I continued masturbating, my load got closer and closer to shooting out. I opened my legs wider. "Stan, I think your performer is going to cum!" The gentleman was right. I was edging closer and closer to the finish. I started to caress my balls and stroke my cock, moaning and undulating my hips for the benefit of Stan's audience. I then started shooting my load, rope after rope. You drowsily glance at your clock, it reads 6:66 AM, and a dozen hours from now, that clock will be no more. In fact, you will be no more, everything that you are, and that you know will be gone.How do you know this? For the past four years, you've seen visions, visions of various events worldwide, and good or bad, every one of them has come true. Last year, you received a vision, involving a massive tornado. Your vision did not show you where the incident took place, but it showed the results..