. . .It wasn't until a few days later, that things finally started shapingup. They had finally had sex the night before, and this morning seemedrather...cheerful, given the gloomy occasion they were dressing for. Petewas watching Amber apply her makeup, as he walked her through a memoryhe shared with Carl. A habit he found rather theraputic in the daysfollowing his friend's passing.Any feelings she may have had for Carl were muted. Something she foundeasy to do, since her obsession with her. You’re mentally strong now ... powerful even, and I think it’ll make a considerable difference.”Tashana glowed as he praised her, then leaned in to give him a tender kiss. “Thank you. You’re right, the memories aren’t anywhere near as troubling as they used to be. We’ll definitely talk later.”Dana let out a wistful sigh, drawing their attention.“What’s the matter, Sparks?” John asked in concern. “Everything okay?”“I almost wish you hadn’t fixed my target-fixation problem. I could use a good. Muriel’s room was opposite and a few down from mine. Muriel looked like it was either the drink of the sex of the situation had really got to her. We went to our separate rooms. I stripped the little bar girl hottie (about 18) who was a sheer delight of honey skinned Asian sexiness. She had firm B cup tits with little erect brown nipples. A very nice pronounced pussy mound with just a whisp of fine light black hair dusting her cute little cunt. I kissed her, licked her, adored her, and began. I moved over to lay back on the bed before I fell over and she began sucking even harder. She was going at my cock like it was her first meal in months. I knew I wouldn’t last long at this pace. It had been some time since I had last had the pleasure of a woman, with my work schedule a relationship was hard to manage. But this girl was making all that go away. She was making everything go away. ‘Oh fuck Micelle, that feels so good!’ I moaned. ‘Oh, I think I’m going to cum!’ I wanted warn her.