Waah.. aaj to badi hi laplapaa rahi hai tumharee! Puchh!” mun’h neeche kar’ke choot par haule se dant gadate hue chumban le liya, phir wo boli-....“ayee.. nahee.. Ufff.. ye.. Kya .. kar . diya.. aaa… ek.. baarr.. Aur .. choomo.. na.. ahh mmm ss” ye unko itna mazedaar laga ki dobara choot par chumban aur dant sei katwaane ke liye wo machal uthee thee. “Jaldi naheen rani! Khoob chumunga aaj mai tumhari choot ko aur , khoob chat chat kar piyunga tere dono boobs ko lekin ise thik se mere samne paroso. “Just sign here, will ya?” the delivery guy says. “I’ve got a shit ton of packages to still deliver today.”Grumbling, Roxanne signs and closes the door. She carries the box into the living room and drops it on the coffee table. With a sigh she goes into the kitchen. To make matters worse, her boyfriend John broke up with her last week, telling her he was in love with someone else. It was fine with her. The last thing Roxanne needs in her life is a snivel, weaseling cheater. But add the job less. Laura desperately wanted them both, and the fact that Brenda would be coming over Saturday just to spend the evening fucking with her was enough to give her butterflies.Of course, she had two days to get through before Saturday, and she also had to think up excuses for--unbelievably--Randi, Sholandra, and Charise, who wanted to sneak out for a couple of hours while her mama was on a date. All were petulant and felt rejected, with good cause, as each one knew, since they all felt correctly that. He helped her in and out of bed, took her to the bathroom, and cleaned the vomit from the bucket she kept at her bedside. Toward the end, he learned to clean her drainage tube and switch out her IV bags.The end came more swiftly than he expected. They were watching television one evening. Emily was lying in her makeshift hospital bed, which Bill had relocated to the livingroom at her request. Suddenly, he sensed that something had changed. He looked at her, and she seemed more calm and peaceful.