Mirriam was trying to be quiet. She had made that decision as soon as she entered the waiting room and saw her whole family there. It was three in the...morning, and the last thing that was needed was a group of eight excited teenagers all making noise as they got excited. It was for that reason that she pressed her fingers to Constance’s lips, when she shook the girl.Now Constance’s eyes popped open, and blinked.“Shhhhh,” said Mirriam, putting one finger to her own lips. “Come with me.”Constance. She looked stunning. Jessica was wearing a yellowish sun dress and white sandals. Her light brown hair was hanging down to her shoulders. She had a pair of sunglasses on the top of her head. Over her shoulder was a large bag. She walked up to Tom. Tom took the bag from her. He held her hand as he took the bag and slung it over his shoulder. He leaned over and brought her hand to his lips and left a small kiss on the top of her hand. As he stood up, he presented the rose to her. ‘A beautiful. When her towel was on the floor and her breasts completely exposed, I cupped them with both hands then lowered my head and played my tongue over her nipples. She finally gave out a low moan and began to move herself up and down on my cock, which was beyond anything I had experienced in my somewhat abbreviated sex life. Eighteen years was not long enough to have formed the sort of experiences that would allow comparison with what was happening. She had sex down to an art form, and she was not. This time I had the papers in my hand from the pathology lab confirming my diagnosis of a non-Hodgkins lymphoma.“George, Alice and especially Phil — the path lab confirmed my diagnosis this morning of a very treatable form of what we call a ‘non-Hodgkins lymphoma,’ or NHL for short. In layman’s terms it is a cancer of the lymphatic system...”I explained in some detail just what NHL was, how it could effect the blood as well as a number of other organs in the immune system. We also discussed.