She had ordered a pina colada and was sipping it through a straw. As I watched her closely as she sipped on it. She had a way, I don't think it was in...entional, of sipping where her pointed tongue would be the first to meet the straw, followed by her juicy pink lips. The site of it was truly wonderful. With every sip I could feel the heat rise deep between my legs. My thoughts careened off into fantasy relishing the though of my swelling cock being the straw.As we walked to the car I opened the. ..She snapped and snarled... and spoke with this musical Irish accent."Ye'll bidder mind yer manners..." I... I'm sorry... I'm..." Sey yer should be! Ah... I ken ye have problems... Lonely an all...Well! Tis not right ye take yer loneliness on other lenly folk llke theeld!" I am sorry if... but..." I git in the way... all the same..."Her eyes began to sparkle oddly..."I heve it. Ye be on yer way... an ye'll be lonely ne more!"I was confused though. How did she know? My past life had... well. Even if the Security Patrol suspected something, it was hoped they would be looking the wrong way. If that happened though, they were already in trouble, because that shooter would be barely thirty yards from the cars, and only hidden by a dip down to a stream. There was half a dozen birch trees a couple of meters from the edge of the road, between the sniper and the road, and as no one could hide behind them, it was hoped this would indirectly protect the close-in sniper. He would have. After the nurses had gone I asked Jess about it as we were on our own Jess spoke quietly ‘I love you with all my heart I gave you the greatest gift I could there is no way I’m going to lose you’ I gave Jesse’s hand a squeeze and told Jess I loved her.Later my Mother and Father came to visit, shortly after Jess left before leaving and in front of everyone we kissed I held her reluctant to let go finally ‘see you tomorrow afternoon’ I hoped she could sleep she was dead on her feet she had stayed.