She sat at the side of the bed and handed the cup to me.“Here my love Davik, drink this. It should help you to sleep better, as well as help your he...ling. Your shoulder should be healing properly, now. The bruises you suffered in your fight that night had gotten worse somehow. I saw as you sat up in bed they are starting to finally heal. Hopefully, this helps fight off whatever made you collapse and get worse.”I took a gulp of the liquid, it tasted more horrible than anything I had tasted in my. In like half an hour or so.”Lara considered and then stepped into the line. “All right, see you later. Don’t ditch me, okay?”I bought a Pepsi from a nearby food stand and found a seat at a picnic table. I sipped the drink slowly, trying to feel like I was on solid ground again. My stomach was definitely out of sorts.We were at the park on a Recreational Department trip. The town organized a few trips a year to amusement parks, outdoor events, and ski resorts outside of the Catskills. High. Everything changed with the turn card gave me triple sixes. "I'm back in the game Samantha. Let's see that last card!" It's over isn't it? You've won haven't you?" No, you could trip up your sevens, or hit the flush, and then it's your game." Let's play with ourselves for a little while before we see the last card."Anther horrible idea, but I answered, "OK." I started flogging my prick so hard, I flung thin strands of pre cum about the room, hitting both Samantha and myself."Hey, you didn't cum. I wanted it that way. I was going to have a little fun. Both with Jenna and her ex-husband if I could work it; well, that was the plan at any rate. Carmela had managed to get the man, Melvin Goode, to come. Don't ask me how. She'd gotten somebody to talk him into being there for Jenna and their son Blaine. Maybe he figured he'd play a little catch with his boy or somethin', who knew. Jenna was among the first to arrive. She brought her offering to the common pot: German potato salad. I.