Helen had no doubt it was George. The world would recognise the visible parts of his face under the white oversized blindfold; she however, recognised...the rest of him. Neither Helen nor Sue realised their mouths had fallen open as they watched what was unfolding on the screen in front of them. Kris’ beautiful lips enveloping every inch with excruciating slowness. He was inexorable, taking the full length down to the base and then back up at the same teasing pace. Sue felt Helen tense beneath. A short while later, Sophie flopped onto her sofa at home, and a fewshort hours after that, she was in bed, musing on the day's events.Sophie genuinely liked her young trainee, and the feeling was obviouslymutual- and this served to make Sophie feel guilty. Guilty that she hadyet another person to lie to as she worked on her expose. Guilty thatshe had another person to let down when the time finally came to leavethe airline- and 'Sophie'- behind for good. However, as Sophie'sfeelings of guilt. Austin walked into the hospital room where his bride lay fading away, he would not accept that there was not any cure for her rare blood disease. They did not even have a name for it, only that she developed it in the last twelve hours and it was ravaging her white blood cells faster then they could administer transfusions. Her mother sat vigilantly at her only daughter’s deathbed, holding her pale fragile hand while she cried a thousand tears and prayed for a miracle to take place. The death. “But, of course, hon! I insist on you servicing me with your sweet lips and tongue! I’m going to use your mouth all night long, maybe even sneak you off to the ladies’ room for a quickie during the prom!” Angie assured her, as her fingers slipped inside Charmaine’s cunt and she began toying with her snatch, “Just for that, you will get a reward for sure!”“Other than getting to lick you all of prom night?” Charmaine gave her a steamy French kiss for effect.“For the record, changing the topic a.