We exchanged a few pleasantries and then I took my drink and sat down at one of the benches to do some jogger watching, it wasn’t very busy and only...a handful of joggers went by. Mary was just wandering about as she didn’t have many customers which made it for a nice and peaceful atmosphere. I finished my drink and decided to have a quick pee before walking home and headed down past the café and around the back to the old wooden toilet, there was no men’s or women’s just a rickety door to a. She tried so hard to heal him that she used much of her life-force but to no avail, he took his last breath and was still. The neighbors heard her scream and came running finding her fainted over his corpse, they carefully lifted her and took her inside and began his burial rights. ‘She came to but was weak and found that they had already placed him on the pyre, she was so heartbroken that she came into labor too soon. Two days later, she told the midwife that had come that she had so little. Afterwards, giving him a blow job. I'd take his cock deep into my throat and pull it in and out while sucking hard.After my thoughts came to a close there was still no phone call. So, I continued to let my mind wonder. I continued my fantasy.After giving him a blow job I'd take of my bra and all of my clothes and jump on top of him. I'd have sex with him. I'd be on top. Fucking him hard taking his cock into my tight sixteen year old pussy. I'd fuck him until I was so tired that I'd pass. What do you say?" Of course, sir, anything," Claire stammered, so quickly she tripped over her words."Anything?" I asked, a smile playing around my features."Anything," she replied."You appreciate that anything covers a lot of possibilities, don't you." W...what do you mean?" Claire asked tremulously."You'll find out," I laughed, "But you did say 'anything' I believe. Or did I not hear you right? I have a cellphone here we can use to call the cops, if you like." No," she replied, "I'll do.