There were no other pebbles in the puddings. People were amazed that the competition had come to such an abrupt ending and complained that there was s...pposed to be another round of elimination, but the mayor’s decision was final. Gareth had “won” the competition. After the brief dispute, celebration and revelry went on all night long.Gareth sat, enjoying the festival, but contemplating the doom that he had just accepted for himself. He knew that he now had one year to live. He would walk back. I watched some daytime telly, but the image of Clare and my sister kept returning. That knock on the head must have rattled my brain about more than I had though. After a week I had mostly recovered, the occasional headache and my hearing still a little fuzzy."Look who I bumped into?" said Wendy and together with Clare they walked into my lounge."Hi sis, Clare," I said, "I'll put the kettle on." No, no, I'll do that," said Wendy, "you and Clare have a chat." You feeling better?" she asked when. She stomped quickly away from the car, pulling her wrap tighter around herself protectively.“Lizzie!” he called after her. She ignored him, her pace increasing as she furiously swiped at the tears threatening to fall from her eyes.“Lizzie, wait!” he shouted as he grabbed her elbow, spinning her around to face him.“No!” she screamed at him. “No, Red! I can’t do this right now.” She pushed his arms away and walked away from him.“I don’t get close to people,” he called after her. She stopped, but. “Do you want me to give you a blow job JJ”? he nodded his head with excitement, Trisha looked at how big his cock looked and how the head shone, she smiled at it being called a blow job as it involved no blowing only sucking, maybe it was the blowing of his cum it was named after, who knows opening her mouth she slowly put her mouth on the cock head, JJ groaned “shhhhhhhhh don’t want my mum to hear” and giggled “sorry but it feels good” Trisha smiled again “you tell me if you are going to cum.