PART TWO- SAFEHOUSEDonnie slowly opened his eyes and looked into the pretty face."Hello Mr. Harker. I'm Lois Press, special agent with the FBI." Where...am I?" You're in the hospital. You were shot. Do you remember?"Donnie thought for a moment and remembered. "Yeah," he said."You know, you're lucky you survived. The bullet just missed yourheart. It went right through your lung and out your back. IvanKichenko wasn't so lucky. He didn't make it."What this woman had just said made Donnie recall the. I pondered the possibilities for a couple of hours, and finally realized I just didn’t have the knowledge or brain power to constantly develop and update probability trees on every little thing that could change. There was no way I could live and function in this timeline if I had to worry that any thing I did could instantly cause me to cease to exist. I tend to be a realist and I knew I couldn’t survive if I had to worry about every decision I made. I could just imagine becoming more and more. I thought I might have scared her off, as I swear to myself, cursing myself in my head! Instead, her reaction was, ‘Really? You would?!’, with a sound of excitement in her voice. So she explained her sexual predicaments to me even further. She said that she’s been horny for so long, the idea of taking in a dick really excites her, and she has tried a dildo and a couple of vibrators before, but it never really pleases her that much. Plus, she never really know any other guys who wants to. She whispered again, and when he gave her a questioning look, she nodded confidently. He withdrew his still-hard member and stepped up alongside her at the head of the divan, facing John so that he could witness her selfless act of sensuous gratitude as Joy tenderly cleaned their combined juices from Orion's cock and balls, and coaxed out the last droplets of salty cum into her open mouth. She rolled away from Orion, toward John, but her gaze went right past him to something or someone.