I knew then that it would be alright, because nobody as evil as Sylvia was going to die in a simple plane crash. She is destined for some more heroic ...eath." 'Aye Lad, I don't know how heroic it is. Death is just death. Only the living care how it happened, ' Liam Logan," I said that and raised my drink. By midnight I was sitting the end of the bar alone. Everyone else was celebrating, but I wasn't quite over my depression.Martin came to stand beside me before midnight, "Did you call the CEO of. I replied, “No’. We then started off to my room, she got afraid on the way and turned back and invited me to her house. The next day was Sunday and I had off. So I agreed to come to her house in her village. I was afraid because she may trap me, but I was young and I let my hormones take over. We went to her village by bus, en route we went to a movie. In the theatre, she was sitting to my left. I let my hand slide up her arm, and gently caressed her soft right breast. I was very excited, as. We broke from each other all covered in sweat and outa breathe we stopped long enough to catch our breathe and laugh at what fun we just had....then Matt the super Cock says " were not done yet and got on his knees and swallowed my cum soaked dick slurping and grabbing my tight ass, fingering and sucking I got hard once more...He turned his attention back to Heather spreading her legs and pushing them back and diving in to give her a rim job...Once again Heather was moaning and groaning and. Do not force yourself onto the customers, that was the first rule whichhad been drummed into him when he started the job. But this one…..oh!How he would love to force himself on her! She was much his height, a little shy of six foot in the heels she wore,was slim and moved with an easy assured grace. Her rich auburn hair was asglossy as the black leather of her coat, rested in soft curls on her collar,and was echoed in the soft bronze lustre which shadowed her eyes, giving theman intriguing.