He tried to rob a liquor store one night and the owner put two barrels of twelve gage double aught buck shot in his belly. He was pronounced dead at t...e scene. That’s pretty much the story.’ Jennifer was pensive for a moment. ‘Regardless of my unfavorable feelings about Fred, I wouldn’t have wished that death spiral on anybody.’ She paused. ‘What about you Bill, any of those other addictive pursuits exerting an influence over you now?’ ‘I grew up with two addictive parents, their poison of. “Still not talking to me Lena?” he asked.“No” I muttered still staring at my papers.“What if I said that I was sorry, and that I’ll be nice to now on.” he said.I turned around and looked at him with a pouty look on my face.“Will you accept my apology?” he asked.“Friends?” He said reaching his arm out.“Friends” I said shaking his hand.For the next few hours we talked about movies and I told him about my dinner last night. The morning was really busy lots of students coming for consultation. Then. They left shortly after the blow job fiasco and my friends and I were devastated that we didn’t know how to pleasure them. A couple hours later, we decided that we'd start a club and call it "The Deep Throat Club." We weren't allowing any other people to be part of our club. It was just the four of us. For the next month, my friends and I would watch porno movies and watch how women attempted to give blow jobs. We would practice on vegetables; carrots, zucchini’s, and cucumbers were all long. ." I heard him whisper in my ear. "No, we should eat. Your an amazing cook." I said gigling. "Alright. Let me go check on it, and you can sit down." He disappeared into the kitchen, and I sat down pouring us some wine. He came out with a big pan of lasagna. It was steaming and hot, and looked great. Sitting across from me, David _gave each of us a scoop, and we dug in. We laughed as we told each other stories about us when we were little, and I was surpised when he told me he was adopted..