" I ask if you'll help me out, and jerk me off. What do you say?" How will that help?"If I'd been improvising, that probably would have stumped me. Bu... I'd been thinking about this for a while - most recently a few days ago, looking down and watching Marcie's head bob up and down on my cock - and I had an answer."You could swallow my cum. Do you agree?"There was a long pause, and my sister started twitching. I really didn't want her to wake up - I was already worried about her or Marci. ” “Therapist it is,” I say. “So tell me, why do you think your friend suggested you see a therapist?” she asks. “My line of work weighs heavy on the conscience.” I lean back and rest my leg on my knee. Her office is rather neat, but she seems to have a thing for elephants. They’re everywhere. “And what kind of work is that?” she asks. “I’m a contract assassin,” Her eyes widen at my statement. I let out a chuckle and she relaxes a little. I’m sure she thinks I’m joking. “Oh…” she says. She. Fortunately there was a clear sky at present, which was the worst of bad news from the temperature angle, as she shivered uncontrollably and tried to forget the intense cold - mind over matter and all that - but good news when it came to picking her way in the dark, as the moon was almost half full by this time of the month. Nevertheless, her feet kept stepping on sharp and stony protuberances, much to the detriment of her already tender and over exercised soles. She gasped painfully more times. " Tess stammered,"Well now you know," Julia kept working, efficiently and quickly, "and I know I act like a bitch, and I don't want us to die without telling you how I feel." Tess felt her face grow red, even though this was not how she pictured this conversation happening."Julia, we're not going to die," she began, but Julia leaned forward and silenced her with a kiss."I love you," she whispered, and Tess didn't argue any further.The tent was small, but it held the five of them. Julia set up.