Half the k**s were boring, the other half beyond saving - of course, you couldn't say that to the oh so loving, caring parents.She was already bored o... the sound of her voice. "Thoughful c***d... improved effort... detailed knowledge of... blah blah blah."She couldn't stop her mind from wandering back to the previous night. Against common sense, her friend Karen had persuaded her to come out."It'll be wicked, Hels, promise!"Wicked was right, thought Helen with a smile.They'd gone to a flash bar. Em smiled, throwing her arms open in a welcoming gesture. As Becky enveloped her, Em bent over, kissing her head, when a distinct pop sounded nearby.She’d heard the sound often enough to recognize it. Something whizzed by her head, ruffling her hair. Realizing she’d only escaped death by the slimmest of margins, she shoved Becky backwards. Becky yelped as she fell, sprawling on the ground. Em dropped and rolled clear to the side. By drawing the gunman’s fire, she hoped to spare her niece while. ‘I work here,’ said Benni, showing his personalized business card with photo. The gathering was at Barron’s office and Benni was allowed in. ‘He’s been calling for someone called Benni, this guy’s Benni James.’ ‘Let him in,’ said a medic. Barron was on a stretcher, head bandaged and face bloodied and arm in a splint. He was barely conscious. ‘Talk to him Benni, but make it quick, we want him in hospital but as far as we can tell here he should be okay.’ ‘Benni,’ croaked Barron, spitting out. Karen, who was, Laura knew, wearing no bra, seemed to take forever in removing her sweatshirt, letting Laura glimpse her spectacular, large, firm breasts slowly, concealing her soft, protruding black nipples until the last moment.Laura had already sucked them moments ago, but she ached to get her mouth and hands on them again. She, in turn, took a long time removing her bra, seductively unhooking it but keep the cups up with one hand, letting them slip slowly, revealing her own nipples, and.