The drunk stumbled back when she jerked her hand away and caught himself on his table. He watched her back angrily as she sat back down at her own tab...e. He frowned and reached for his glass of beer."Sneaky, huh," Megan muttered loud enough for Udit to hear.Udit's eyes widened and looked around the room. Two other tables had patrons but they either hadn't noticed the altercation or didn't want to be involved. He wondered what Megan was going to do.The drunk lifted his glass to his lips with his. The fat head met her soft rosy lips and she gave the dome a gentle kiss. Rather than rush her, I decided to allow her to follow her own course. She was clearly inexperienced and her experimentation could be quite fun. She opened her mouth and swirled her tongue around the tip like an ice cream cone and I felt blood begin to flow to my cock. It began to tingle as she played with it, and I grew painfully slowly. She stuck out her little pink tongue and ran it along the underside and swirled her. I surely hope so.We finished eating and left the restaurant arriving at the hospital. All the way Isadore held my hand. I kissed him again on the cheek. I thanked him for his kindness and understanding. Damn, he didn't ask for my phone number and I forgot to give it to him.I turned in the Trauma And Surgical Kits floating all the way to my assigned floor. Audrey at first thought I might be still suffering the effects of the boy's death. Then she realized I had a different type of look in my. She stood and approached me. There was a definite swagger in the way she walked reminiscent of our first meeting in her office. “Daph asked if you knew of our special bond, well, now you know just how ‘special’ it is.” Clare gently took the laptop from my hand and placed it on the coffee table. “I’m not sure I follow.” I lied. “Don’t be coy, Ray. You were standing out there for quite a while. Tell us what you think you heard?” “Nothing I can be one hundred percent sure about.” “You can do.