."Joey laughed."What?" she asked."I bet you did. Don't you always?" Well, I like to be prepared so I don't look clueless."Joey snorted, clearly amused...over her understatement. If anything, Deirdre had been pure Banzai when it came to reading up.They drove in silence for a while with each of them following their thoughts. Joey was mentally going over his talk again, cramming the things he wanted to point out into his short term memory. He did not have to be nervous. He had given this. "Perhaps if you got a boyfriend you might understand." I do not need a boyfriend," the scowling face of the dark-haired girl cried. She straightened her body and crossed her arms. "I've told you this. And it's not fair you keep bringing all your boys back. Four times I've caught you. And always with different boys." Men," Fiona corrected her. "All of them are eighteen. They are men. Well Lee did like dressing in girls' clothings but he was nineteen. And yes, Greg bitches like a little girl but. This time the wonderful taste of a man in my mouth danced over my taste buds, and the feeling was there. Best thing was since technically it went right through me; I could deep throat this guy. As I did he jumped up and stared at his dick in amazement. Then he just slouched back and moaned, after a minute he came in his pants. The semen staid in his underwear, but the taste flooded my mouth. I sighed. I got up and walked around my former office seeing the people who had attended my own funeral.. You sure about that?" Richard pointed out."Yeah. I'll take full responsibility if anyone finds out," Mary stated. "Don't worry. They won't. I'm very good at covering tracks."***Michelle woke up to the heat of the Nevada sun blinding her in the eyes. She woke up with a start as she realized that she fell asleep in her car out in the desert. She quickly shook herself, then started her car and headed back into town.Once back in Vegas, the first thing she did was ditch the car. She took care to.