She blinked, cried out, and then rushed into his arms.It took him ten minutes to find out that Don and Susan weren't dead. A local driver had fallen a...leep at the wheel and hit Don and Susan's car head on at high speed. Both were in the hospital, flown there by life flight. Susan's prognosis wasn't good and the hospital was asking for authorization from the next of kin for operations. Communication, under the circumstances, had been virtually impossible. Helplessly Jennifer was able only to get. “Come on down here and I’ll show ya.” She jumped off the bed and popped into the en-suite shower room (her parents were loaded and had a very nice house!) and came back with a tube of something. “Come ere then..” she beckoned me onto the floor at the end of the bed. “Now, have you used this before?” She was VERY ‘matter of fact’ about it, and showed me a tube of KY Jelly. “Er.......no” I mumbled, not wanting to show my lack of real experience.“Don’t be shy about it babe. S’not a big deal. Now. My wetness seeped from my hand to my inner thigh and trickled to my arse cheek.Drool began to pool around my mouth and dribble around the corners of my lips. Moving my tongue up and down against his shaft, I reached out and slipped my hand under his shirt as he rested inside me. He moaned.I widened the back of my throat, making an audible gag that echoed in the toilets and shifted my head backwards and forwards around him.I pulled him out for a breath and carried on running rings around my. The place he chose was on west eighty-sixth, and it struck me as the sort of schizophrenic diner that serves suits and soccer moms by day and hookers and suicidal loners by night - with neither ulterior group having any clue of the others part in its twenty four hour, seven day per week story.We were the contradiction to the rule, of course. In truth, I didn’t actually know what he did as I’d never thought to ask, and his cursory air had made it clear from the outset what I was going to be to.