Damn it, that means I’m working overtime on my own AGAIN. I grumbled as I looked at his profile on the clipboard. Hmm, thirty-five years old and s...ill unmarried? He was evidently very successful, too - CEO of a fairly large IT company I’d heard about. I had to wonder what was going to happen to the company without him.I glanced down at him. He was lean and athletic, with his handsomely pale skin contrasted against his dark brown hair. Now he looked even paler here in the mortuary.Aneurysms. "Allan naturally granted that wish, entering her slowly at first, but then picking up speed, wanting to fuck this nice girl next door the way that she deserved, for having been so sweet to him. He kept fucking her harder, and harder, with his once more stiff manhood pounding her cunt with relish. Her sweet, tight pussy was just what the doctor ordered in his case. Nothing could have made him feel better than that.Angie, for her part, was feeling more alive than she dreamed that she could, too.. I never did think of her as a nuisance; more as my only link to Hazel, and therefore to be cherished and loved. My life pretty much revolved around her. The saddest part was passing all the milestones that Hazel and I would have celebrated together – simple things like buying her first bicycle, and the great day we took the training wheels off and she went solo. Her first little party frock. Her first party with kids from school to celebrate her birthday. The day she first swam without. The same. I never stopped lovingyou, not even for a second."They held each other and kissed, and kissed again. Sharon opened hermouth and felt comfort and delight in her lover's tongue. Suddenly, theystopped, aware that they were in a public place. Damrosch Park was deserted, though, and the only onlookers were George,Rod and Julie. Jack was there, too, but looking the other way. "Oh, my God," Sharon said suddenly, "I must be a sight!" The most beautiful one I've ever seen," Jocelyn said,.