A newspaper lay next to the kettle. Intrigued I took the paper. My heart seemed to skip a beat as I recognised the header. This was from my parent's h...metown. The date was from a few days ago.Fearing the worst, I opened the obituaries first. No-one I knew. With a sigh of relief, I turned the paper over again, rustled through the papers, scanning each page for whatever reason it was here.There it was. A picture of my brother filled half the bottom page. Forgetting even making coffee, I walked. And I have no words to describe how much the words, “Good girl,” coming from Your lips, meant (and mean) to me, even for so small an accomplishment. But I’m sure You could read my joy from the radiant smile that lit up my face.It felt as though a much heavier burden had been removed when You lifted the bundles from my back and tucked them under Your arm as You led me out of the elevator. The main lights in the lobby had been turned off, leaving only the dim glow of a few recessed bulbs in the. It was a good turnout.He marvelled at the variety of clothing. They had told everyone to "come as you are." It looked like they had done just that. He saw some men in military uniforms, some in sports shirts and slacks, some in suits. One guy was wearing the plainest brown suit Cash had ever seen. And as for the ladies, well they were really a strange group. There were some in leather and chains, some in fancy dresses and some who looked more like men than women. Some looked sexy and some. One knobber let loose in the sluts ass. The other in her cunt. Guys began cumming right and left. Kels would suck them close and they would then cum on or in the slut. My cock deep in her, she leaned back and whispered "cum in my ass". I was well lubricated from her pussy (and my thumb had already loosened the tight hole) so I slid right in once my helmet passed by her sphincter. She moaned now as I slid in and out of her. My free hand working her clit. The cum covered slut came over and.