" He could hear her weariness. "It looks like he's going to be all right. They think he's got the flu, and it came on hard just as he had hit the wall...from his soccer training, so it looked a lot worse than it was. They put him on a drip to stabilise him. They're doing some blood tests to be sure, so we're going to be a few more hours yet." And you, are you okay?" I'm going to be all right, I think. I've been holding it together, pretending to be the adult. At first, they gave me a bit of a run. Maybe it’s the high school senior who always gets picked on because she has twice as many pimples as the rest of the student body combined. Maybe it’s a middle-aged man who works down in the sewers fixing pipes and wading through… well… you know. These people have a lot to complain about and you think to yourself, “wow, their life must really suck”.So why are they always so damn happy? Never without a grin, always giving an enthusiastic wave and a “how do ya do” no matter what time of the day. Jessie signaled to me to go and work on Laura’s face and neck, and she ran her tongue over the juicy pussy in front of her. I quickly discovered that Laura had a particularly sensitive spot under each ear, and with her roomie munching away below, Sis was soon crying out her first orgasm. It wasn’t lonely for long; Jessie and I swapped places, and Sis pretty quickly got another.We didn’t deliberately torture Laura, but by the time I finally did respond to her increasingly frantic pleas and slid. He groaned in frustration.Diane was startled by the sound and flushed with embarrassment. Oh my God, I'm staring at his penis. Looking up she saw Matt's glazed eyes staring back at her, a mouth slightly open and breath softly panting."Are you in pain Matt?" The expression of desperation that answered her question emboldened Diane. "Is it your ankle or your leg that's hurting? I could rub it if you want me to."She turned a brighter shade of red as she realized the double meaning attached to her.