After a while they loosened up enough to actually give out a bit of information rather than (as is cops' usual way) simply acting as bottomless recept...cles for whatever I'd tell them. Both Golden and Quiller were, they told me, still alive and kicking. Golden, in fact, was no worse than woozy with a bad headache; he'd actually regained consciousness unaided, and had been the one to call for help. I'd shot Quiller in the chest all right, but I'd missed everything really important—it was, after. My parents had always been distant, even before they had known about my sexual preference. After, they had grown cold and even more distant. The little girl in me would have cut off her own hand to be loved by someone the way that David loved Gretchen.I needed to get out of here, away from the raw emotion still spilling from them. The way I was feeling wasn't right, and I had to stop it and wash my face. I set my coffee down on the counter and handed Gretchen the rag on my way past her. "Here. Just out of college, he got a hot-shot consulting job with a six-figure income, a company car, and all the perks you could imagine.Me? I had the dumb luck to finish college in the middle of the worst recession in years. By the time we had graduated, most of my friends didn't have any job offers whatsoever. I had done pretty well in school, but even then I had only received one job offer. The job wasn't very impressive?just a clerical assistant with a publishing company that produced trade. A popping suction noise exploded from her mouth as she pulled her mouth back off of him. Then Tuck watched in amazement as one of the longest most erotic tongues he had ever seen unfolded out of Sandra’s mouth and began slowly licking from top to bottom the length of his swollen shaft. His mind soon went numb as he felt her demonstrate amazing skill with her tongue.Sandra then buried her face into his scrotum beneath his tight nutsack and as her face slowly came upwards her tongue slid and.