As she looked at herself, her thoughts wandered: Is it him or his cock I need. Suddenly, she snapped back into the moment and away from her thoughts a... his cock pushed deeper still, deeper than before. She felt it harden and swell. She sensed him nearing his orgasm. She wanted his cum in her mouth. She desperately needed it. But then he pulled back. Her mouth was empty. She reached up for it, willing him to put it back in. Her mouth moved upwards towards him but he stopped her. Her tongue. .. Larry. I got a copy of Doom. You wanna play."In Shawn's hand was the TG with the word doom scribbled on it in blackmarker. With a new Doom movie in progress Larry had no troublebelieving that CD's of the first game were back in circulation. "Sure."he answered. "I'll set it up."Soon they were alone in a room together and Larry was tapping away atShawn's computer getting ready to install the program on the TG. Shawnshook with anticipation. Soon his life would have one more babe, andone less. " She was getting a little pissed off now."You know I don't look down on that, right?" I asked."I know you don't. You've always been really sweet about that. But some of the others don't get it." She was cooling down. After a moment she looked back out the window."I really don't want to go back to work on Monday." She said."Me either. I don't want this to end." I said. She squeezed my hand."Well it better not end, bub." She growled. I shook my head at her, and she knew what I meant. She kissed. She would then open the lid and step far enough away to grant him privacy. Mr. Williamson, the skin of his aged hands translucent like parchment, would pull a photograph from the box and hold it unsteadily before him. His fingers would trace across the surface. Helen would watch Mr. Williamson's face gradually lighten, his eyes shine brightly, and his bent frame slowly straighten. The slightest of smiles would play across his lips, then purse into a kiss. He would slowly return the photograph.