A gunshot victim had come in earlier in the evening, and Doctor Holcomb, now both her boss and her lover, had stood in the room, watching silently, as...she had opened the patient's chest and saved his life. She was feeling pretty good about herself."Good job tonight, Doctor Jackson."She turned and saw John Holcomb's handsome face and those wonderful grey eyes. She smiled up at him."Thank you, Doctor. I was nervous. It was only the second time I'd done that."John Holcomb nodded. "The second time. "You can't win without offense." They're drained too!" Karen said. "She's not shielding." I'll find you, fucker!" the pyro-bitch screamed. "I'm going to kill you..."She backed right into Cathy's waiting arms. Cathy grabbed the Maker's head and twisted hard."Shit!" I yelled and pulled energy out of Cathy to shield her. I was too late! Flames poured out of the Maker's body, covering Cathy and the Vessels. Cathy was going down, but I had to protect Michelle and Karen. I drew energy from Cathy and. I am 18 and a junior as I was out sick one year when I was 14. I was alone in the house and the phone rang. It was my friend, Verne. I had known Verne for maybe five years as a family friend, but it was just this year I found he was a gay top and he soon had me as one of his submissive sex partners. Verne is about 23 or 24. I did not think that Verne had even held another guys cock in his hand but that I was to learn was not true. I was gay when I fell under Verne’s spell so he is not a child. "—plan?" Avery finished. "Yes. This is part of your treatment plan." "Is there a term for this specific treatment?" "Face sitting—it's common practice where I'm from," she giggled. Becky smiled then squatted back down and continued to smother. After about 5 minutes of riding his face, Avery took her thighs in his hands and lifted. "What's your favorite number?" he asked. "69!" He folded her over so that her head dropped over his crotch. She proceeded to peel back his sweatpants. His cock.