There were Irish flags and other paraphernalia hanging from the rough brick interior walls that bordered a long row of wooden booths, built with tall ...backs for maximum privacy. Streams of light poured in from the eight-foot-tall, early-19th-century windows that looked like an original feature of the venerable Old Town structure.Sam steered Susan to a booth in the extreme rear. An attractive waitress in a long-sleeved jersey with a script "O'Grady's" emblazoned across her chest arrived. She sat back on the bed looking startled. “Thank you baby. I needed that.” I said reaching out and patting her on the head. She was a sight almost enough to make me squirt again. Her cute little face peered up at me with wide, frightened eyes; cum dripping down her neck onto her tits… she made me want to jack off and cum all over her. She made me want her to taste it and like it. She made me want it in her pussy. I scooped some jizz off of her tits with two of my fingers and stuck them in her. A young man walked up to me and asked if he could help, I told him to get whatever the little blond girl wanted and his face lit up.. Gwen stopped at the wall display of shoes, directly in front of me, and decided to look at a pair on th bottom row. rather than bend her knees in a lady-like fashion, she bent straight at the him to pick up some kind of a black boot with straps and buckles and a price tag to match. But that was not what got my attention at first. Her skirt was short. very. I'm a little pissed that I had to find out that way. You could have told them in the ER to call me." I didn't tell them to call her either. The form I filled out in the ER had next of kin. I figured they wanted to know who would bury me, if I died. I had no idea they planned to call her." You didn't tell her ... you know?" he asked."I told her that I fucked you every chance I got, but I didn't go into details." Good, and thank you," Gus said."Gus, it isn't just for you, I don't really want her.