Or did she? Was that an illusion? Whatever it was, it had been incredible.He looked down at her again. Her eyes were open. She was watching him.“Did...we die?” he asked, needing to know.She pushed up with her arm and sat, still gazing at him. “Yes…” was all she said.“I killed him,” Macario said, remembering now.“Yes,” Lisa agreed quietly, “and I killed her.”“He fought as hard as he could to live,” Macario said, his attention totally absorbed by the short, fierce fight. “He didn’t want to. "I'm doing it for money. When will I see the next payment?"The priest shook his head."I see that, to my shame, I have failed to convince you that the comforts in this life are nothing compared to what you'll see in Heaven." Father Bob," said Harrison, "the afterlife isn't my concern. Getting my kids through school and keeping food on the table is."Father Bob. So he was involved somehow. Interesting, but puzzling."The money will be in the usual account by tomorrow morning," replied the priest.. " He figured this was the only way he'd know for sure. Within moments her pants went out the window. As he thought about her doing the same to her shirt and bra, her hands moved with no hesitation to bend to his every wish and whim. It seemed stronger when he didn't speak his demands. He hungrily took in the sight of his naked, worthless, selfish lab partner. Her skin was as pale and smooth as porcelain. Her breasts a full perky 32DDD. Her nipples as pink as strawberries. Her tears worth every. "I think I see some!"Taylor was squeezing and stroking Jack's erection with both hands, up and down the shaft, keeping a close eye on the slit at the tip of his glans."Ohhhh, Taylor ... that feels so damn good..."Taylor kept her vigil until she saw her prize coming forth. A drop of clear liquid was emerging from the tip of Jack's hard-on."There it is! What should I do, Jack?" What? Taylor ... I..." Oh shit! There's more coming!"As Taylor squeezed and pumped, the first drop of pre-cum swelled.