She had some family issues going on and I stood by her like a rock. So naturally, she developed feelings for me. But being a Muslim girl from a strict...family she couldn’t go beyond casual hugs. However, I was getting desperate to fuck her as her hugs were always felt electrifyingOnce her mum got hospitalized and her dad was not around. She didn’t have money to pay for her tests and was extremely stressed. Of course, I came to her rescue. From that day her feelings changed for me. I felt that in. I love making out with you, but I kinda feel the same way. I can’t imagine myself ever going farther than we have with anybody but Linda.” I took a deep sigh, letting my thoughts try to untangle what I should say, and what I should not.“Linda has kinda hinted that someday she might want to try a threesome, with another girl. So far to this point, it’s all been fantasy. And you know her agreement with me. Now someday, I may let her fulfill her fantasy of making love to another girl. But she has. Her struggles became weaker as her oxygen starved body started shutting down. She felt one of her nails tear down to the quick and didn’t feel the pain. The fire in her lungs became unbearable as sparkling white lights exploded in front of her eyes. She was dying and there wasn’t anything she could do. He was too big, too strong. And she hurt so badly. A remote part of her mind was still thinking, still forming thought patterns, telling her how sad it was that there was no one that would miss. ” “Coming right up” she replied. As Maggie served the whiskey Thomas looked at the old man again trying to see if he recognised him but every time he turned away it was like his face was stricken from memory, must be the beer he thought just as Maggie put the glass down in front of him. He gave her some money and turned around to the old man who was swirling the glass and taking deep whiffs of it “I do love the smell of a good whiskey” he said putting the glass back down on the bar.“Now Thomas.