"I don't know what to do. I should have asked Bob or Rebecca what to do when I found her. I don't have any idea how to comfort a rape victim."She tore...her arm away from me and stalked towards Angela. "She doesn't need comfort. She needs her ass kicked. Make me look like her." Allison don't you think she..."She almost shouted, "Do it! Now! We may not have much time." She turned to me, tears in her eyes, and whispered, "Please?"The look on her face said it all. This was going to hurt. I nodded. I continued to explore when going down one blind alley I found an elderly man standing there naked and erect. He motioned to me and I approached. I sank to my knees and began to nuzzle has cock and balls with my nose and mouth. “Do you swallow?” he asked.I nodded and opened my mouth wide while looking up at him from my place kneeling on the floor in the dark corridor.“Good.” Was all he said as he reached for my head with both his hands and taking hold of me pushed his cock into my mouth. He. “Um ... you’ve lost so far, honey,” I pointed out to her.“Exactly,” she winked at me with an undeniable message to that.“Let’s get out of here! I badly want to get to Mom’s place and hang out there for the day. You know, drink, smoke, fuck, eat our lunches, all that jazz,” Dana egged us on, motivating each of us to leave the complex and drive straight for the Rothman/Cortez house.The drive there wasn’t easy, either, as Ruth made a point of fondling my groin the whole way there in the front. In other words, "make an effort, and make him see the effort."Had Steph been with me, she might have known what to do. My ostensible girlfriend was not much of a cook either, but she at least knew how these things were supposed to go (she was very good at the whole networking game). But Steph was up in NorCal working with OxFam or the Red Cross and wasn't supposed to be back until tomorrow. In his office, my boss gave me a helpless grimace. "You think you can get him to sign tonight?" All we.