But if he's going to survive, we have to start now."Sandy held him steady as Monique, singing in low hushed tones, inserted a needle below his ear. Th... dog twitched, but not enough to dislodge the IV."Nice job," Sandy commented. "Very smooth." When you do this for a living, you get good at hitting the right mark while making it seem simple. David's singing technique works on many levels, but I suspect Roscoe recognizes just how sick he is. Since he's been infected for so long, we've got to give. She gripped the door knob, turned it, pushed the door inward, saw her mother.Liz stood with her back to the door, facing the big dresser and the mirror above it. She stood there, unmoving except for the shuddering and sagging of her shoulders as she sobbed. She stood there, naked as a jaybird.Charlene pulled up short, unnerved. "Mom?"Her mother seemed unaware of her presence, staring at her own voluptuously nude reflection through puffy, bloodshot eyes and crying. Her magnificent breasts heaved. "Sirens, I don't see anything coming ... guys? keep a look out," said David, swiveling his head to watch the speedo, mirrors, stop lights, left ... right ... ahead. Everything was good to go. Woodward was coming up and he was planning to turn left and head down Woodward to the river.The light at Woodward was red ... David adjusted his speed so he could stop but also to take advantage of the break in oncoming traffic. The light turned green half a block ahead. Plenty of time. No one else turned. Looking at me she asked, “What’s wrong?”I immediately said, “Don’t worry, it’s okay,” and after a pause, Taylor nodded and for some reason she apologizes to me. I worried that I had ruined it, but quickly said, “You don’t have to say you’re sorry, okay.”Taylor smiled at me and as she leaned up, she kissed me and nodded her head again, we hugged and kissed. I hope she was okay, and I thought to myself, “I don’t have to have her do that, I really want is to fuck you.I slowly had her lay back on.