The only unusual thing Clint had found was a ring, gold with a big amber stone. It didn't tell him anything about who the boy was, or what to do about...him.Spinning the ring between his fingers, Clint stared at the boy on the bed across the room. If he ever woke up, it was the end of Clint's new life. He'd have to go on the run, because he wouldn't kill the kid for seeking revenge upon the man who had taken away his father. Even if the story that brought the kid here was all twisted up, and. There was no one to keep Sharon company. No one but the dead. Sometimes, when she was alone in the museum like this, she thought of the collection as something she could hear. Most of the artifacts were made to be vessels for some ancient god or spirit, after all, so the building should be crawling with the sounds of old ghosts and gods. If she listened carefully enough, would she hear the ancient priests touching the possessions they were buried with or caressing the outlines of their own. It all disappeared right up to the big ball at the end Helen would know soon enough about the knot. Pete left that massive member firmly embedded in Helen the end resting precariously on the coffee table moving round to Helens head pants quickly remove, suck me Helen he barked suck my cock. Her eyes shot open she looked up at him then down at his cock she could see it was rock hard with pre-cum dripping from the pee hole, a smile crossed her face has her mouth opened wide licking and sucking on. I think they were there to make sure my date got off to a smooth start or something. For Tara the “or something” probably included looking for another chance to tease me. My date was standing in the middle of the room looking all spic and span. As soon as I walked into the room he smiled at me with the biggest, warmest smile you could imagine. And then he held out the cutest bunch of flowers.I took the flowers from him and smelled them and gushed out my thankyous. I showed them to Mum and Nana.