Her hair tucked under the bandages, the few strands that stuck out dark from sweat. Her body so small in that antiseptic white bed. My Allora.Gone.It ...elt like somebody had wrapped a band around my chest, and pulled it tight. I couldn't breathe. I turned away from Erica, so she wouldn't have to see me lose it. She'd suffered enough already. I felt the tears rise, unbidden, and I started for the gate. I had to get out of there.I barely made it as far as the driveway. It was too much. I closed. My head was still fuzzy with sleep, but I could have swore that I had slept with Sylar last night. I shook my head in disbelief and presumed it to be another dream. ‘Ugh!’ I sat up and looked around for my two friends. ‘Christina? Marie?’ I called out groggily. ‘Yes?’ Christina came right in, wearing her day clothes already. She always was a morning person where I was a night person. ‘When did you wake up?’ I asked curiously. ‘A few moments ago with Marie.’ She then went over to Marie’s. Soon Sara felt John's hot breath bathe her engorged labia. Through the dense fog of arousal, she watched with panting gasps as his head came nearer and nearer to her flared treasures.Slowly ... slowly ... slowly, and then ..."Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"Sara gasped loudly, her body convulsing as his moist hot lips closed over the swollen folds and his tongue slipped ecstatically into the pink recesses of her slick furrow. John felt the quivering inner lips caress the tip of his tongue and he. Not only are you not wearing high heels, but you've got a shirt on under that apron too. How am I supposed to enjoy your big tits when they're all bundled up like that? Take it all off, right now!"Her massive melons were hardly "bundled up" since he'd pulled her shirt up a little while ago and her apron didn't cover them either. But any clothes were too many clothes for her in her current erotic mood. She stood up and immediately began removing what little she still had on. He's right. I am.