Just then, Amy walked in the room. James didn’t look at her.“Dad, can you stop smoking that shit? It’s stinking up the house and making me cough...” she said angrily. James grunted. He was already falling asleep. He was getting tired of his daughter’s bitchy attitude toward him. She made it obvious that she preferred her mother, although she never said it explicitly. She was used to getting whatever she wanted, and James buying her the ticket had just reinforced that attitude in her, as he had. Didn't it feel just as good?" Yeah, but actually no not really. The climax was strong but it's like there was something missing." Well I just thought you should know how it feels like something is missing when you suck my cock." Oh."It worked. The next time we had oral, she brought a box of tissues and said, "You can cum in my mouth. Just warn me ahead of time so I'm prepared." So I did. Just before it started I said, "I'm gonna cum" and she stopped sucking but kept the head in her mouth while. Pictures printed, and the celebration began. Again.Just weeks later, Raymond Tolson wasn’t feeling well so went to his doctor. He wound up going through endless tests. Pancreatic cancer was found, it was metastasizing, and was way beyond anyone’s capability to slow down, let alone stop.The family spent every possible minute together. The cancer had ravaged him terribly. Quickly. Mercilessly. On his deathbed, when Little Raymond James wasn’t quite three, minutes before he passed away, he asked. Uh doyou want some wings with your drink? I know you are over 21."Nellie said, "O.K. and can you put a shot of Stoli in here please?"Nicole rang up the drink order and said, "The wings are on me." Nicoleused the time of cooking the wings to think a way to answer Nellie. Sheknew she could not say, tell me all and I will cuff'em and stuff'em.When the wings were ready Nicole placed them in front of Nellie and hada beer in her hand.Nellie was nervous and wanted to light up. "Nicole is there a place.