Hopefully it would be good. It was almost two hours before a doctor came out to talk to them. "Mrs. Randall?" The doctor asked moving up to Janet. "I'...m Mrs. Randall." Brenda said anxious to hear. Both Annie and Page moved up to hold their mother's arms."My name is Doctor Joan Miller. The good news is that his body has stabilized and he is out of immediate danger." "The bad news?" Brenda asked not sure that she wanted to hear it."He's in a c***." She said softly. "A c***?" Brenda gasped. "Will. ” I answered as we headed towards the store.As we walked into the store I kept thinking about how badly I needed to get back to work. Those notions however were getting pushed into the background as I could not get the vision of Sharon out of my mind. There was something about her that excited me tremendously. I don’t know if it was her lovely smile, her captivating eyes, or her gorgeous, soft body. Every delicious aspect of her was making me forget about my task at hand.Walking through. God, she hoped so. Keeping it inside her was driving her crazy.She pushed the button on the top of the ballpoint and the tip slid out with a 'click'. One more sip of her coffee and she began to write."I know where it started and I even know when, almost to the minute. It was the sixth of February 2006 at roughly eight-fifteen AM. I had just kissed my husband goodbye as he left for a five-day business trip. As soon as I saw his car leave the driveway I went and sat down at the computer, logged. Tucking it back in he climbed back into our scooter saying next, as we got to rolling again he was like a hunting dog on the point. There was a scooter sort of off in an outcrop of trees, he motioned for me to head for it. As we approached an older white guy stepped out smiling, my boss waved and grabbed his big cock through his shorts. We pulled up and without a word, he slid out walked up to the guy who immediately dropped to his knees grabbed a handfull of prime black cock and started to.