He kissed the top of my head and gently lifted me off his nearly flaccid cock. You thirst, too, love, he said softly. I did feel hunger. I rose to my ...eet and straightened my clothing. Gabriel stood and refastened his trousers. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me deeply before taking my hand to lead me back to the street. At the entrance of the alley the slip of paper that my lovers victim had dropped caught my attention. I picked it up and and looked at what was written on it. I knew the. I will sort them out in another story. Disappointedly Miriam has returned to her bookkeeping self. As she has not made any moves towards me, I guess it’s a one off event. Until…….“David. Have you got a second,” “For you Miriam, always,” I say stepping into her office. Her office isn’t the largest; I don’t have one at all. She goes through the finances. Requesting a printout she bashes a few keys, then the printer fires up. Instead of asking me to take the print she stands, leans over her desk. "Shit! Oh hey Brad, sorry about that," I managed to stammer out."No problem man. Say, any chance you can help me out with Algebrasometime next week?" That should be easy enough in exchange for a ride home for me and Jacktoday," I said, hoping to have hit paydirt right away."Only if you want to stick around for another couple of hours. We'regetting ready for the big football game." Nah, I think Jack and I will hitch a ride elsewhere or walk. Get up withme on Tuesday about the Algebra."With a. .. you don’t want this bowl.”“Why?” she asks smartly, crossing the distance between them in three easy steps. “Did you cum in it or something?” She cannot believe what she is hearing herself say. That is nasty. It is something that would normally leave a bad taste in her mouth. No, that’s fucking disgusting. But no matter what she tells herself, she doesn’t care. She just wants that bowl.“Rory...” Chance says without conviction as she reaches past him for the bowl and spoon. The boy just.