Almost within walking distance, in fact. A lot of tears were shed that day. Diane's parents, my parents, the children, Christie, some of my co-workers... and myself. The service was mercifully short. I sucked it up and managed to say a few words without breaking down completely and Christie followed me to add some final comments about what a wonderful person and friend Diane was.But hanging over all of us were the questions: Why was she in that motel that night? Who was she meeting? Was she. Personally, I believe the combination of the sun, waves, and memories of the previous evening caused everything to taste good. The coffee was just riding the tailboard of pleasure and getting credit for my cheery disposition.“Barry, Heather,” I called when I saw them walking toward the tables, “good morning.”As they walked to the table, I stood and shook Barry’s hand and gave Heather a hug. “Have a seat,” I said while motioning to the empty chairs, “enjoy the sun, the waves, and excellent. "So, does Natalie pass the test?" Who's Natalie?" Natalie Portman, the lovely girl sucking your dick."Lars looked down at his cock, and sure enough, the ravishing actress whom Connie named was his fellatrix. She did well, too, licking and sucking him in such a combination that he was soon on the edge. At that very point, however, she backed off and climbed on top of him. Before Lars realized it, two women straddled him. Connie sat on his face, while Natalie rode him in the cowgirl position. Not. She shook her head, smirking and looking at me."You weren't, hm? What if I did this?" She grabbed the rims of her shirt and quickly pulled it up, revealing her bright yellow bra. I couldn't say a word as I stared, seeing her look at me with seductive eyes before starting to laugh. "So, are you looking now?" She asked. I just nodded, unable to move my eyes from her chest. She smiled, walking over and sitting on my lap."I see you look at me in school, and in my room … I'm no idiot, brother." She.