Please don't stop eating me, baby! It's, ahh, it's so good. Oh my God, it won't stop! Eat me Brandon! Suck my cum!" Her pussy was contracting like cra...y as she came all over my face, her cum running down my chin as she squirted her juice. Her hands were in my hair now, running her fingers through it as she came down from her cunnilingus high. Her breathing became more regular. I would change all of that in a second or two. Just as she calmed down, I pushed her back off my face and onto her. Emma said, “Here? In Helena?”“She loved Helena. Started performing here for the troops back in the 70s. Back when things were still very primitive. Let’s go inside, I’ll show you the poem she wrote for opening night.”We trooped up the stairs, Autry leading the way.The opera house was magnificent, even by Indianapolis standards. And Kansas City too, judging by the way Rebecca and Rosie were staring.Autry said, “It’s sold out tonight.”The place was laid out in a circular plan with over a hundred. There was an undercurrent in conversations. Everyone knew something big was going on but knew better than ask. Many were second tier staff assigned to many of the offices.Bobbie brought me another folder; this one was updated. All the data from the file was checking out. “This will be the last until morning. Judge Haynes has signed the warrants for the Senators, Representatives and the Generals,” Bobbie said.After most of the pizza was gone and everyone was full to the point of being. The kid driving the other car was arrested,an accident report made out, then it was my turn. The cop, an older man,looked at my license, then back at me, smiled, and merely told mesomeone would take me home. I had a copy of the accident report, damppanties and a whole lot of fear when the cop dropped me off at home. Ofcourse, to cap it all off, my parents had returned home before me, allbecause of the accident. From merely terrible to catastrophic, my worldwas caving in on me. The police.