..." And he continued on his way, oblivious still.* * * * * C. or _'C. & P' _. Accounting'd just returned with his coffee, and was about to open his...2nd floor office door, when the lights went out. "Oh, great! It's bad enough its tax season, now this--! For two cents, I'd just--" he stopped his cursing, when he saw what was waiting for him inside: Fire?? A (still) live cable'd smashed through a window and smashed the monitor and the rest of his PC. Flames were spreading to the papers. He got her a glass of water and had her take four ibuprofen to help with the swelling and perhaps help with the pain a little. Then Sam pulled a chair closer to her and asked her, ‘Okay we’ve made temporary adjustments but do you have a plan from this point?’ She sniffed and said, ‘No’ and she started to cry again. She was hard to understand but between sobs he managed to get, ‘I miss my old house, I miss my yard, I miss my friends back home and on top of that I hurt like hell, I’m almost. As Bobbi settled down with a starry-eyed look, she fumbled with my jeans buckle. I was grateful that she would jack me off, a common exercise when we ‘parked’. Only her head was descending along with my denims. I watched in awe as she licked the solid shaft and head. Little by little, she drew my entire cock into her mouth and sucked the head with every upstroke. There was no way this was her first BJ. She must have been blowing Brock since I left for college last winter, so much for her. “I’ll see to that.”Ben nodded his acknowledgement and then turned to leave. As he did, Ben found his path barred by Blossom.“Stay, lawman,” Blossom ordered forcefully, holding up a hand to reinforce her words. “There is something else that you must do, other than digging graves.”“What?” Ben enquired sharply, eyeing the woman with both curiosity and concern. “Have I forgotten something?”“No,” Blossom answered shaking her head from side to side as she spoke. “You did not know of this problem, nor.