Helen winced as she picked up her cocoa, watching smoke coming from the roof of the building she owned, where innocents and people she cared for perso...ally were in danger.“Sorry.” Troy said. “Alcohol.” He dried off the bruised area and peeled the plastic off of the dermal patch. “Reminded Dr. Tenente Maisson that because of your history with cocaine, you’re probably Lidocaine/Novocain Resistant. He recommended a Diclofenac patch; a little stronger, still non-narcotic.”“Am I fuckin’ Harry Potter. That, I figured, I could do for a day. I was not going to manage another 4-loads-in-one-day.Not that bunny wasn't hot. I was absolutely willing to give it the old college try. I just didn't think I had that much jizz left. I didn't think I had that much liquid of any kind left.Then bunny pulled away and got on his knees. Bunny and baby began sucking my dick and nuts together, alternating who got what while I moaned and groaned. I was becoming an expert at the moaning and groaning parts.One of. One evening I lay in my bed thinking about my situation and decided to crank my affair with Carmen up to the next level. So the next morning as I walked into the kitchen, I knew it was going to a risky gamble and I felt how the adrenaline was pumping. Carmen stood at the kitchen isle with her back to me, dressed in a red satin nightie that only came down to the upper half of her thigh. She had a matching sleeved cover up on, which were partial hiding the nightie, but still emphasized her. Viv looked better than I couldever imagine, straight off the cover of Vogue magazine, her style wasimpeccable and her figure hiding beneath a vry tight skirt and seethrough white blouse.Carol took over dragging Viv into a gossipy chat. The receptionistbrought us glasses of champagne, and as the afternoon disappeared Vivand I chatted uneasily. She whispered. "You look sensational, I loveyour hair longer like this."The conversation drifted around the sticky bits, neither of us braveenough to dive.