“I told Him that first, you had drained him nearly dry, and second, poor Steve still doesn’t quite know how it’s done. He said he was sure he co...ld figure it out, and as for being drained, lying next to your softness and smelling the incredible fragrance of your body, it would restore life to a guy who has been dead for a month! He thinks you’re really neat!”Barbara’s eyes were as wide as saucers. Pointing upward she stammered, “He? You mean... ?” She just pointed straight up.Nodding her head. Her account indeed showed a balance of $430,000. Her own checking account had grown $8,475.33 overnight. At least, she wasn’t dreaming about the money.But, what about Bill. She fervently hoped that she hadn’t lost him. How could she feel this way about someone who she had known for only one day. It was unreal.She decided that she would search the internet to find out about Mandy. Her search skills sucked. So, she gave up. She thought to ask Joan, but decided that if she was ever to resurrect. I immediately denied it and he told me he would inform my mother. This left me with no option but to accept it. He removed my shorts and made me sit on the edge of the bed and removed his tracks. I was shocked to see a black thick cock around 6 inches with his dick head almost the size of a small ball in front of me. He made me suck it for some time.Initially, it was disgusting and I was crying while sucking it and only one-fourth of it was fitting in my mouth. Later he pushed me onto the bed. They all stopped what they were doing and stared at her.Maybe this wasn’t the right time to walk into a bar, with your blouse almost see through from the rain, your skirt sticking to your legs making your suspended buttons very obvious through your dress…She gathered herself and approached the bar. It was the only way.“Do you have a phone?" she enquired nervously.“For sure.” the barman replied “Over there on the wall.”“Thanks” she said, relieved that the barman seemed very friendly.“...there’s.