Using a towel as a compress, she managed to slow the bleeding significantly. Then she made a phone call to a former lover, Dr. Jim Albertson, a surgeo... in the trauma ward at a nearby hospital. ‘Remember, Jim,’ she said tearfully after briefing him, ‘they’ll be looking for any report of a guy with his throat cut. I’ll bring him in, but you gotta help me hide him somehow, or they might kill us all.’ Dr. Albertson didn’t like the possibility that the mob might be looking him up, and wanted nothing. I could feel his dick hardening and I smashed my face against his. Passionately kissing and panting together. This was really happening, I was finally going to fuck this god. He lifted my legs up around his waist and he started to walk down the hall towards his room. Once the door was closed he slammed me against a wall and started feeling me everywhere, I was his to have. “I’ve waited so long for this Ella, fuck this is awesome. All those times watching you in the shower, you don’t know how. “I guess I’m glad I did it ... but I don’t want to do it again. Unless they need me, of course.”Tom smiled. “Well. I’ve got what I need in terms of evidence. I need to ask you a couple of questions. What kind of flammables did you store inside the house?”“The powder in this safe, and a couple of cans of WD-40,” said Bobby.“No gasoline?”“No. That was in the garage.”They climbed back up, helping the ladies get out of the hole the safe was in.“The garage is the pile over that way?” Tom pointed to. What?"Mikaela had suddenly lost her gumption. "No, no, I can't."Kylie fumed. "You got my undivided attention and you're wussing out on me?" You ever met a transsexual?" What kind of a question is that?" Just small talk. Have you?" I dunno, hard to tell." Well, Daniel told me that Jack told him that he's transsexual."Kylie felt like she'd been socked by a Heavy Weight boxer. "Slow down, there, Speedy Gonzales. What was that?" Jack's a girl, Kylie. At least, in mind anyway."Kylie stood up. "And.