Not because she was too strong or too stubborn, but her tear ducts had become shattered and dusted. She would have cried if she could. She would have ...creamed if she had a jaw. She would have cried and screamed when Titania plunged her fingers into Van Hella's back, wedging themselves between her ribs to curl around her spine and lift her upward, squeezing until the spine cracked and dissolved like sand. Titania told her she was lucky. The only senses she had left were her hearing and her sense. There were days where she handled her drinking fairly well and there were days were she would get way out of hand. One night I picked her up after she got off duty and she was drunk as a skunk and feeling sorry for herself. While we were heading home she tried to climb out the window and I had to drive and try to hold on to her to keep her from falling out the window. I pulled the van over to the side of the road and tried to calm her down and she would have no part of it. She opened her door. At least she hadn't asked to be taken to his leader ... yet.She said something in a soft low voice, and waited, watching him with those un-nerving eyes. He backed out of the room, keeping watch on her as he did so, and went to the bathroom across the landing. He picked up a glass he kept on the windowsill and, without turning, poured a glass of water. He knew she would attack him if given the slightest chance so he would not turn his back on her if possible. He walked slowly back to the bed and. After he did a pretty good overall exploration, she rolled him on his back and wanted her fun. When she reached his erection, noting it was pretty similar to her late husband’s, she soon recognized the signs of an impending ejaculation.Reflexively she bent down to enfold the end of his organ in her mouth as it released to some very audible groans by its owner. She swallowed as she moved up to get face-to-face and he, with a beatific look on his face, remarked, “No one has ever done that for me.