He couldn't count all of the kids and adults he'd had that had vomited on his shoes, or his clothes, so he kept a change of each here. Throwing on his...lab coat, he pinned his badge securely on the collar, throwing his stethoscope around his neck and brushing his still damp, shaggy hair back from his face, he went to start his day.The Emergency Room wasn't too crowded when he got there, a couple of kids with ear infections, one older man who came in with chest pains, they had him in the glass. Shortly after they fucked, they broke up, Shanna told Zavier she believed she was bisexual. She experimented and came into her own while in college. Now, she was a full-blown lipstick lesbian with a butch, breast-binding partner. They remained close even after graduation. Shanna’s impressive academic record earned a merit scholarship to a nationally ranked liberal arts college located in the city. Zavier went the vocational route enrolling at a community college. Armed with a B.A. in biology. Without a word from me she pulled her body between my legs and removing my hand from my cock which seemed as hard as an iron rod she took it in both of her soft hands and began to pump one of those dainty delights up and down the rod of my flesh, her other hand she used to massage and caress the balls in my sack making me easily groan with pleasure.“There isn’t that better. I don’t want you to spill a drop of yourself unless it is in my mouth, or in my pussy my dearest cousin,” she trilled with. Must have been a reflection from the lights in here.'Shrugging his shoulders, he walked in the room where Molly was just sitting down."Hi, Molly. How bad is it?"Molly looked up at Ken, glanced at her computer screen, and sighed, "Bad, Captain. We have sixteen dead, seventy-seven wounded and six still missing. Most of them I recruited." Molly said with tears running down her face.Ken shook his head as he walked over and pulled her to her feet and said, as he took her in his arms. "Seven are.