But they were there, just below the surface. It would not be long before the would flow like a river. Opening the trunk of the car, I pulled out a bl...nket and the cooler containing the Amaretto. Like a lifeless being, I made my way to her tombstone. Each step a struggle. Stopping before the grave site, I noticed the angel carved in the stone. Appropriate, for Cindy was an angel. She was my angel. And I lost her. "Happy Birthday, Cindy" I spoke as I unfurled the blanket and spread it on the. ‘I need a cock.’ She mumbled. I started blushing and Arno chuckled. ‘Do you, sweetheart?’ He said while softly caressing her upper arm. ‘I do,’ she said whining. ‘I’m so horny I need a cock inside of my pussy so badly or else I’m going to die.’ Arno chuckled. ‘The gas just took away your inhibitions, sweety. Just relax and try to wake up some more.’ ‘I am awake an I know what I want.’ She said pouting. ‘I need your cock.’ She pointed at Arno. ‘And yours to.’ Now her finger was. After 100 hours in rubber should I at 2 o´clock take it of me. It was Wednesday morning after a trip to the store to shop for what I need the next few days, I put on my pants with feet, body with gloves and mask and catsuit with feet. The time when was 10 on Wednesday morning. Now it's Sunday is a little drowsy, to sleep I have taken sleeping pills and they turn me out slightly. The clock is 2. I go to the bathroom. Takes me gum wash it and hang it up. So it's my turn to wash. Smells certainly. It had been a killer of a week. A flu bug had kept a lot of the staff home, leaving them at a skeleton crew. Not a good thing for a major metropolitan hospital. With his iron constitution, he had been immune and had ended up working doubles all week.Not that he would complain about the money. School loans, almost--finally-- paid off, rent, and what he was putting aside for the little house he had found just outside of town, ate up most of his salary. And his parents had wanted him to become a.