As usual her father had shaved her underarms, legs and needy pussy and then pumice smoothed and oiled everything after she sucked his small penis to r...gidity and ejaculation, barely a dribble.Poor daddy, she thought, as she eased her full, young breasts into her front-closing, strapless shelf bra which held them up so well and created such fine cleavage by pressing in from the sides while leaving the center nearly bare. Her jugs were so full and heavy that she really needed a good bra and had. "Uh, maybe I should just go on..."Jeff put his hand on her shoulder and gently squeezed, "We want you to be here. Please stay."Cramer's face flushed as she looked up at him, wondering what was happening. I'm acting like a little girl. I tingle all over, and oh, my gosh, I'm getting wet. No man has ever affected me like this. What's wrong with me?"Uh, okay," she heard herself quietly stammer. Before she could further make a fool of herself, Laura grabbed Cramer's hand and dragged her out of the. ”“You always did have stellar interpersonal skills. One reason I’m staying,” I laughed.“I appreciate the continuity. We’re losing a lot of people,” he said.I’m an electrical guy. I distinctly felt a current start to flow in the light bulb circuit in my head.“How about your documents analyst?” I already knew she was leaving when I asked, but one must adhere to form.“She’s gone. Her husband’s one of the process guys, right?”“Yeah. He’s pulling up for a job in Galveston, Texas.”“Imagine that –. No one ever wants to die, and the longer one lives, thestronger that desire to avoid death becomes. After six hundred years, Ican honestly say that, while my sympathy for you is real, it will in noway persuade me to change my mind."Six hundred years? How many lives had he/she taken in that time? Howmany people had sat where I sat, watching the body that used to betheirs usher them into oblivion?"Is that poison?" I asked, hearing a hiccup in my cracking voice."Not exactly. In the past, I had to.