When I ask the doctors about a patient, all I usually get is either, ‘the patient is as well as can be expected’ or ‘no comment’, so your opin...on is just as valid, Mr Robertson.”“Thank you. Is that all?”“It is, thank you. I’ll be off now. Thanks again, and get well soon.”Reg relaxed once more, until his phone rang again. He regretted leaving it switched on, but answered it.“Mr Robertson, it is Josephine Newsome again. I have spoken to various people about your finds, and a coin expert will be. . the black guy hammers his anaconda in2 your tight ass hard & deep faster & faster & faster & it slams your fat cock deep in2 my hungry throat with every jack-hammering stroke... just as he slams his fat fuck-weapon deep in2 your grinding ass i feel your extremely swollen & sensitive cock start 2 pulsate & i pull my head & mouth quickly back & keep just the huge slippery head of your fat cock clamped between my tightly clasped lips just as your twitching glans splatters the back of my tongue. "Johnson's hands flew to his groin."What the fuck?!?" she screamed. "I've got a cunt! Where is my dick?"She rolled around on the floor with her hands between her legs and crieduntil the Captain grabbed her by the shoulder and slapped her had acrossthe face. She stopped crying and just stared at the Captain."You shouldn't hit girls, Cap," Smithy snickered."Shut the fuck up, Smithy!" the Captain yelled, but then turned back tothe cat woman on the floor at his feet. "You Ok, Johnson?"She looked. The house looked really pretty in the snow, with its fairy lights adorning the rafters and windows. In fact, it was quite picture perfect, so I stopped to take a photo. I framed the house against the white valley in the background, making sure that I included the lush green fir tree to the right of the house and avoided the somewhat tacky lighted plastic reindeer in the middle of the garden. The sun was low in wintery evening sky, a great time to capture the memories of the place in which I had.