" "Oh, Mum, what can I do. I can't lose you now. We are just getting so close again." Renee looked at her, with reddened eyes and sadly replied, "ther... is nothing that can be done, it has started to spread to my other organs as well. I don't want to go through chemotherapy as that will just leave me feeling washed out all the time, and it still won't cure me." "I just want to relax now with Ryan and you and the children. Ryan is going to get in touch with your brothers and get them to come home. It was covered in electronics and tchotchkes, but they were all placed there with care. I moved my eye across the room more. In the center sat a bamboo wicker style coffee table, which appeared to be a real reject from Pier 1 imports, but they sell those things to someone. Apparently I had found one of their recipients. I had to laugh at the design, I never understood how you could put a cup of coffee on the top, which rendered the construction useless in my eyes.Taking up the L-shaped corner. Come closer I urged him, and he came right up to the glass door, and dropped to his knees, his face just separated by the thickness of the glass, 'I'm cumming', I cried out, and sure enough I exploded, rubbing myself so close to him, my knees gave way, and finished up on my ass beside him, 'Fucking hell', was all that he said, and I unashamedly laughed, just having him there watching me, gave my orgasm an unexpected boost.I got back up, 'Wash your cock and balls in the sink', I ordered him, his. Jacqui reflected that Kim might have waited; it was well known that Hugo and Martha were very close and he was clearly very upset by the loss of an old friend and colleague. Hugo extricated himself from the conversation with Kim and came over to where Jacqui was standing talking with Alf and Peter.Taking her aside he said, "You and your little sadist brothel belong directly to me now, Jacqui. I shall insist that Jacqui's Place will have to be merged back into this one, but after the funeral.