“Let me get you some ice chips.”The cool wetness felt like heaven and I swallowed greedily.“Easy, Travis,” the woman said as she sat down on t...e edge of the bed. My mother had arisen and moved a few feet away. “I had to intubate you in the ambulance on the way here and we kept the tubes in you until just a while ago. You went into shock and you stopped breathing. Your throat is going to be very sore for a few more days.”“What?” I asked. The woman offered a soft smile and put a couple of more. The Tinder guy looks hard at me his hand still on his package. I look at him. There is a bulge. I am pleased.“I want you to suck me?”“Okay.”He takes it out. It is impressive. It's long and it's really hard. I kneel. I lick. I suck. In and out. In and out. It tickles the back of my throat. In and out. In and out. The Tinder guy sighs. I think he’s close. I pull off and look at him.“Swallow it all!”“Okay.’I latch back on. In and out. In and out. I sense a throb. His breath. .. Really Sweetie, no bullshit."That's the first time Bob had recognized hearing anyone use Heather's nickname, Hey.Then with a forced smile, "Now, why don't you two get out of here and go get to know each other a little better."Heather and Bob slowly stood and hugged Judy and Chelly, then hand in hand headed for the back door.When it closed and she was sure they were truly on their way, Michelle finally broke down and sobbed openly, moving over to her mother for comfort."I know that was hard. I couldn't blame him. She was a tall, leggy brunette. She had a very athletic body, not terribly curvy, but very feminine and very sexy, just perfect for Jeff. They spent a lot of time together, which was just fine by me, as I was developing a little crush on Lindsay's roommate, Shannon. Shannon was the yin to Lindsay's yang. She was short, petite, and very curvy. She had cute, curly blonde hair and amazing blue eyes. She would always wear tight little sweat pants, shorts, and tank tops around.