Please take my helpless body!"Now naked Andy walked around to Lisa's head and placed the tip of his cock at Lisa's lips. Reluctantly, she opened her m...uth to his intrusion, and began to give him the first of many blow jobs that she would provide this evening. Not knowing it was now only 6:30 p.m., and what was still to come this evening, she tried to give him the best blow job of his young life, in hopes of finishing the young man off early, and putting an end to her humiliation.As he began to. Such a gentle piece, sun-warmed and infinite. So like her smile. So unlike the life he dreamed of. He remembered watching her play later that winter, viola or piano, it didn’t matter. Profound genius. That was what they said of her, that was what he knew in his heart when he felt her play. Then she was gone, with only a few chance sightings after that breezy autumn afternoon, until one snowy evening somewhere between Thanksgiving and Christmas. On Holyoke Street once again, walking in shifting. It was predictable.“Last one,” said one of the males. Then, without any more conversation, they lifted Tempest and carried her out of the room and down the hall.“Another one for processing,” said the same male as they carried her into a second room. They placed her on a low rectangular table that was about two feet off the floor. She tried to look around the room but was facing a corner and could not see anything but wall.“Can you put her on the stand before you go?” a female voice. After Anna accused me of torching a truck, the idea that she told someone to attack me seemed a stretch. My attacker’s verbal abuse felt personal, so I didn’t believe the two were connected. I couldn’t waste time in the hospital. I had to find my Dad, and then the locket. I needed to heal this wound.I focused on the wound. I knew what needed to happen, thanks to my connection to Emma. She may have been a heart surgeon, but she was still a doctor, and she would know how to heal various wounds.