Without sounding too narcissistic, I'm pretty as fuck. High cheek bones, thin and well defined lips, bigger eyes and a metabolism that made people hat... me. Hell, I barely ever had to shave either, I was virtually hairless, even my eyebrows are just naturally thin. My hair is almost mid shoulder length, but I normally wear it in a ponytail.As if that wasn't bad enough, I'm just barely five foot six, soft skin that I work hard to keep that way, and my nips are dark and swell so nicely. I'm a. It brought us closer together than we expected. A year went by, we handled our mourning in separate, different ways. Trish sold all her possessions. She sold her house, anything that reminded her of Nathan and kept only photographs and some small trinkets of his. Me? I kept everything of Monica’s. I think I was handling it worse. I came home the night after she had died, to grieve in solitary. I tried to sleep in my bed, every time I rolled over, I saw no one next to me, my shoulder would sing. As Derek’s moans increased, I knew he was feeling the same thing, his hand pumping furiously on his own cock. Derek came first, his cum spurting between the both of us, getting on our chests. A spurt hit my lips, and we kissed, sharing that streak of semen between the both of us. It wasn’t very long before I felt the familiar tightening in my balls that told me it was time to cum. I slammed into him twice more and held it in him, letting my semen flood his ass as I kissed him. We lay there for. The guest list was tremendous; some of the people on the list were well known - Robert Krebs; the CEO of Santa Fe Pacific, Thomas Downs, the CEO of Amtrak; The Honorable Peter Wilson, Governor of California; Jerry Brown, a former governor of California and longstanding personal friend of John’s, and Dan Ackroyd, a personal friend of both John and George through their mutual membership in AARPCO (American Association of Railroad Passenger Car Owners).Other guests were people not many people.