Annie had promised him that on the drive here, and she knew she had to keep the promise. He would not want her crying on his move-in day for college. ...he had to hold herself together, no matter what.He was standing there with the sunlight in his tousled hair on this brilliant day in late August, at the edge of the green quadrangle, with students and their parents going to and fro, and his chin was jutting out the way it did when he was being obstinate.She wanted to say so much.I'm sorry for. According to her timeline we theoretically still had a good half hour and I could see her thinking about how she could help. She stepped over to me and got on her knees between my outstretched legs and reached forward cupping my balls, “Hmm” she sighed softly, “These feel tight again sir, maybe we should look at more fluid removal sir” she suggested as she looked around my erection, she gave another squeeze and placed her other hand around my shaft giving it a gentle squeeze, her hands were. It was carved with small vines and had a small tinge of green. The door was a heavy double door that could have been 23 years old. The small porch that the home held was supported by four columns that were curved and seemed slightly worn. There were dead leaves that lined the entire outside of the porch. I looked up at the windows and the roof. The windows were shaded and seemed to have slightly broken shutters. The roof was as old as the building itself and need badly to be re-shingled. As I. The powers that be insist that you be aware of what’s happening to you, and what you’ll have to go through. It’s a painful death, unfortunately, and it’s my job to try and reduce the pain as much as I can. Would you consider going to the hospital, so we can administer pain killers?”“No!” He was adamant about that. His life had become a series of medical interruptions over the last thirty-something years, and he hated them for that. This . . . creature . . . was just another member of a legion.