I should have gotten him a full-time nurse, the proper medicine. I should have educated myself more about his problem. Why couldn't I do that? Why did...I let him die?" John, take it easy. You loved your son. The right people know and will acknowledge that. You weren't expecting him to die the way he did, and some responses to the event have been despicable. I don't think you should let those who would exploit your loss get you down." You're right. I'll live past this." John muttered something. She grasped the doorknob, twisted, and threw the door open. She stepped through into the loft and faced Damien.Damien recognized her. He stood naked and powerful, his dark-brown hair giving him a dark, rugged, bad boy vibe. He had the body and face that women panted after. At his feet lay his newest victims, a light-skinned African-American and a gorgeous Hispanic. Blood scented the air."I tried to save you," Aurora said as she strode across the loft, her head shaking at his victims. I will. Just love that word) and it was as we relaxed over coffee and, yes, I confess something a little stronger from the bottom drawer of my desk, that the situation started to get a little more interesting.I considered that the problem could have been avoided if she had organised matters differently with her team and made a few suggestions which she didn't seem to take too kindly to. In fact she made it quite obvious that she didn't really agree with anything I'd just said. She drained her coffee. I followed her to the couch in the living room and sat next to her. My heart was beating fast and so loud that she must have been able to hear it. She moved closer to me and put her hand on my leg and started to rub it getting closer to my hardening penis. "Agunna I have a confession. I am not that drunk, I just wanted to give you an excuse to follow me in the apartment." Wwwhy did you do that?" I stuttered."So I could do this"She jumped on me and started to kiss me hard and filled with.